see it to believe it, sky never looked so

Camille Harry you call him "baby"We're not talkin'

doré, doré quand j'ouvre mes yeuxTiens-le, concentré, espérant,

1: I could flyI'd be coming right back home

Written on these walls areThe stories that I can't explainMy heart

this room was burnin'I wouldn't even notice'Cause you've been

1: go down, andThe night is calling to me,

1: you remember summer '09?Wanna go back there every

1: Stevie love so fragile and the heart so

in your rainbow paradiseStrawberry lipstick state of mindI get

me backGravity's holdin' me backI want you to hold

me backGravity's holdin' me backI want you to hold

1: Harry I think I wrote a songThat all

got wrapped up in somebody elseI’m wrapped up stuck in

in my bedAnd you're not hereAnd there's no one

part of me’s breakingYou came in my head todayWon’t

on that ultralight beam, that ultralight beamThis is everythingWe're on

in my bedWaking up aloneAnd all that's left of

me what you wantI can give you thatWhatever you

1: Niall & figured it outI figured it out