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

Chris so high, so 1: Chris angel

flock of birdsHoverin' aboveJust a flock of birdsThat's how

night, they would go walkin'Till the breakin' of the

1: Chris at the starsLook how they shine for

an old song coming on the radioOverrun they got

you don't know where you're I wanna talk

you try your best, but you don't succeedWhen you

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

I just can't take itSometimes I just can't take

my place, in my placeWere lines that I couldn't

night we let the liquor talkI can't remember everything we

1: O (Fly flock of birds, hovering aboveJust

Flock of birdsHovering aboveJust a flock of birdsIt’s how you think

yeah!)Look at Earth from outer spaceEveryone must find a

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

was a long and dark DecemberFrom the rooftops, I

Chris used to roll the diceFeel the fear in

One... two...Steal my heart... and hold my tongueI feel my time...

1: Chris Martin & Jacob boys don't cryBoys keep