Nhạc sĩ: Gary Barlow, Howard Donald, Mark Owen
Lời đăng bởi: fenghui.liu
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh If life was simple Every day like Sunday afternoon There'd be no reason To wake up, fight back, be a better you Come dance by the fire Till you're feeling higher than The state of Empire Let that New York feeling Heal your pain into your ears Let the rhythm dry your tears As the world starts And the band plays Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Walk into the light All of a sudden And the band plays Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Always making something out of nothing Turn your heartache into loving And the band plays Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Beware the straight roads Or they'll catch you sleeping at the wheel Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah The warning sirens Are more than sound There's something you can feel Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Come let down your head Let your despair be shed You can dance in your bed Let that downtown feeling Heal your pain into all your fears Let the rhythm dry your tears As the world starts Oh, and the band plays Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Walk into the light All of a sudden And the band plays Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Always making something out of nothing Turn your heartache into loving And the band plays And the band plays Boom, boom, boom Pow, wow, wow Crashing on the cymbals And the band plays Boom, boom, boom Pow, wow, wow Can you hear the trumpets Screaming at the trombones? Oh, oh, oh Walk into the light All of a sudden And the band plays Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Always making something out of nothing Turn your heartache into loving And the band plays Boom, boom, boom Pow, wow, wow Pow, wow, wow