I know - Tom Odell
Cold hands, white light
Yellow lamps, on blackened skys
Duffel hoods and deep brown eyes
Ill sing you a song that I think youll like
And well walk the places we always go
A million faces that I dont know
Ill say the words you always hopes
Set our hearts racing even though
I know what you told me
I know that its all over
I know I cant keep calling
Its just every time I run
I keep on falling
I know what you told me
I know that its all over
I know I cant keep calling
Its just every time I run
I keep on falling on you
On the way you stand, on the way you sway
The way your hair curls in the rain
To the little lines that write your face
or the winter nights you come and stay
or the way you hit me when you wanna fight
The way you yearn the way you cry
The way our love rolls with the tides