1: Chris rode in on a beam of lightStray

1: Chris talk among the skeletons this morning(Aside from

said drink from me, drink from me(I, oh, I,

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

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

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

Lights go out, and I can't be savedTides that I tried

up your mountainNineteen and countingYou have got sevenI have

warning signI missed the good part, then I realisedI

ohOooh oooh, ooh ohOooh we left La ManchaHeading

here's do, doodle-oo-do, do-deh, eh-nahDoodle-oo, do, do-now, do-nooDoodle-oo, do,

been through lowBeen through sunshine, been through snowAll the

Angel I know is I love you 1:

Put your head in my hands loveYour head in my handsPut

cry, cry, babyCry, cry, a book about the worldCalled

Chris you love somebodyWhen you love somebodyGotta let

upon a time, I tried to get myself togetherBe

1: Chris been reading books of oldThe legends and

bells are ringing upon that hillAnd I don't wanna

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