Chris cry, cry, babyCry, cry, Chris a

can I tell you?When I'm with you, I'm walking

1: Chris rode in on a beam of lightStray

dos, tres, at the starsLook how they shine

back to meet youTell you I'm sorryYou don't know

there’s one thing Theon might’ve taught thing I’ve taught

Game of what now?I'm a rastafarian, TargaryenI got some dragons and

don’t mess around with Walder Frey…(Don’t mess around with)You don’t

and onYou're told which side you're onAh, you're forced,

So I look in your directionBut you pay me no attention

lights go out and I can't be savedTides that

you're a sky, 'cause you're a sky full of starsI'm

1: Richard it's a bittersweet symphony, this lifeTryin' to

of losing all the timeYou wrote it in

I know it doesn't seem that wayBut maybe it's the perfect

wakes up every morningJust to do her hair, nowBecause

Chris light onOkay, okay, everybody okay?Yes, uh, now we'll

at Earth from outer spaceEveryone must find a placeGive

morning come bursting the clouds, amenLift off this blindfold,

Little Simz, Elyanna, Chris Martin & Burna so we