Jacob cry, cry, babyCry, cry, Chris Martin &

inside the eye of your mindDon't you know you

think of you, I haven't sleptI think I do,

1: Cat been a nightSuch a nightSuch a long

lights go out and I can't be savedTides that

You only live twiceOr so it seemsOne life for yourselfAnd one

Then I Take A Picture Of Something You SeeYou See…You See…You

1: Chris you lost your trustAnd you never should

wanna live life and never be cruelAnd I wanna

They're calling youSome kind of ghostBut I know that's not trueCause

la, la, la, la, la, la, laLa, la, la, la,

We'll run wildWe'll run wildWe'll run wildWe'll run wildWe'll run wildWe'll

Honey you are a rockUpon which I standAnd I come here

Albums & EPs (Billboard 200 chart)2001Parachutes2002A Rush Of Blood To The

I deserve a gold medal, get on my levelI deserve platinum

When she was just a girlShe expected the worldBut it flew

Oh, Love is a burning thingAnd it makes a firey ringFound

up to meet you, tell you I'm sorryYou don't

used to rule the worldSeas would rise when I

likeI'm fallin' in—Feels likeI'm fallin' in—Feels likeI'm fallin'Okay everybody, you