Charlie sorry, but I don't want to be an

being human is a guest houseEvery morning, a new arrivalA

it magic, call it trueI call it magic here

were just about to lose our homeDiamonds ate the

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

1: Chris angel sent from up aboveYou know you

turn the music up, I got my records onI

whisper, a whisper, a whisper, a whisperA whisper, a whisper,

cardboard head I seeHas found its way to meIt's

So I was an idiotI was a goddamn idiotBecause I came

Sleep on the oceanSleep on the sandI've been very busy since

buenos nochesThank you for being hereThank you for being out

Angel I know is I love you 1:

1: Chris you try your bestBut you don't succeedWhen

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

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

hard to be a football fanIn Luton Town F.CSometimes you

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

So you lost your trustAnd you never should haveAnd you never

Little Simz, Elyanna, Chris Martin & Burna so we