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

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

oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, 1: Chris upon a time,

if I lost the mapIf I lost it allOr

turn the music up, I got my records onI

you missing something?Looking for something?Tired of everything?Searching and struggling?Are

in control, is there anywhere you wanna go?You're in

you were bornYou were given a nameDown from your

when I get back on solid groundI'm gonna crawl

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

I: A Head Full of oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohA head

Honey you are a rockUpon which I standAnd I come here

of losing all the timeYou wrote it in

Here, I amAnd beyond the reach of my handsShe's sound asleepAnd

Put your wings on me, wings on meWhen I was so

Zgodnie z przemijaniem wszystko graOd dechy do dechy oddechyOstatnie tchnienia westchnień

cardboard head I seeHas found its way to meIt's

Look at earth from outer spaceEveryone must find the placeGive me

Little Simz, Elyanna, Chris Martin & Burna so we

Bono: Mother, motherThere's too many of you cryingChris: Brother, brother, brotherThere's