1: Chris could be you, you could be meTwo

1: Chris they say people come, say people

mais pourquoi quand t'es petit que c'est l'heure de goûter

lights go out and I can't be savedTides that

I waited for youWhat wouldn't I do?And I'm covered,

if there was no lie?Nothing wrong, nothing right?What if

on now, don't you want to seeThis thing that's

yourself a merry little ChristmasLet your heart be lightFrom

I awake to find no peace of mindI said, "How do

Chris sinkin' like stonesAll that we fought forHomes, places

I never meant to do you wrongThat's what I came

we sit on the beach and the tide washes upWell,

stole a keyTook a car downtown where the

do we go? Nobody knowsI've gotta say I'm on

oh, oh, ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, ohOh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh,

Chris somebody, let somebody 1: Chris had

yeah!)Could you, could you come back?Come back together?Put yourself

1: Chris been reading books of oldThe legends and

Oh brother, I can't, I can't get throughI've been tryin' hard

Chris Martin & olé, olé, olé, olé, oléOlé, olé,