hmm-hmmHmm-hmm, hmm-ohHmm-hmm, 1: Chris Martin, when I'm broken

in the world are we going to do?Look at

in graffiti on a bridge in a park"Do you

birds they sangThe break of dayStart again, I hear

can't maintain a relationshipThey remind me I don't relate

you are a rockUpon which I standAnd I come

Chris sinkin' like stonesAll that we fought forHomes, places

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

love, my love, my love, my loveMy love, my love,

Chris okay back here?This is the moment in the

rustin' in rubbleRunnin' to a faintNeed a brand new

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

Chris you love somebodyWhen you love somebodyGotta let

So I look in your directionBut you pay me no attention,

Will oh-oh-oh)(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)(Oh-oh-oh, 1:

I see trees that are green, red roses tooI watch them

When I was a young boyI tried to listenAnd I want

at the starsLook how they shine for youAnd everything

weren't working anymoreAll of the power was cutThe news

Chris Martin, Max it 120?YeahYeah, good, yeahI'm, I, I'm