Was a long and dark DecemberFrom the rooftops I rememberThere was snowWhite snowClearly I rememberFrom the windows they were watchingWhile we froze down belowWhen the future’s architecturedBy a carnival of idiots on showYou’d better lie ادامه مطلب

Fixing up a car to drive in it againSearching for the water hoping for the rainUp and up, up and upDown upon the canvas, working meal to mealWaiting for a chance to pick your orange ادامه مطلب

Oh no, I seeA spider web is tangled up with meAnd I lost my headAnd thought of all the stupid things I’d saidOh no, what’s this?A spider web and I’m caught in the middleSo I ادامه مطلب

Come up to meet you, tell you I’m sorryYou don’t know how lovely you areI had to find you, tell you I need youTell you I set you apartTell me your secrets and ask me ادامه مطلب

And the hardest part was letting go, not taking partWas the hardest partAnd the strangest thing was waiting for that bell to ringIt was the strangest startI could feel it go downBittersweet I could taste ادامه مطلب

[Intro: Chris Martin & Brian Eno]Two, three, fourThat’s a bit fastOne, two, three [Verse 1: Chris Martin]They were sittin’, they were sittin’On the strawberry swingEvery moment was so preciousThey were sittin’, they were talkin’On the ادامه مطلب

I’m alone this DecemberIt’s the last light of the dayOh, I can’t help but wonderIf you feel the sameOh, I guess I’ll surrenderTo the tears and the painAnd the cold we are under will remainYou ادامه مطلب

I found your hairband on my bedroom floorThe only evidence that you’ve been here beforeAnd I don’t get waves of missing you anymoreThey’re more like tsunami tides in my eyesNever getting dry, so I get ادامه مطلب

[Verse 1]I wish that Heaven had visiting hoursSo I could just show up and bring the newsThat she’s gettin’ older and I wish that you’d met herThe things that she’ll learn from me, I got ادامه مطلب

… I should ink my skin with your nameAnd take my passport out againAnd just replace itSee, I could do without a tan on my left handWhere my fourth finger meets my knuckleAnd I should ادامه مطلب