"Where I was going wrong

You put me on a shelf

And kept me for yourself

I can only blame myself

You can only blame me...

And I could write a song

A hundred miles long

Well, that's where I belong

And you belong with me

And I could write it down

Or spread it all around

Get lost and then get found

Or swallowed in the sea...

You put me on a line

And hung me out to dry

Darling, that's when I

Decided to go to see you

You cut me down to size

And opened up my eyes

Made me realize

What I could not see...

And I could write a book

The one they'll say that shook

The world and then it took

It took it back from me

And I could write it down

And spread it all around

Get lost and then get found

And you'll come back to me

Not swallowed in the sea...

Oh, what good is it to live

With nothing left to give?

Forget but not forgive

Not loving all you see

Oh, the streets you're walking on

A thousand houses long..."

 

 

 

-coldplay.

a melhor música deles.