It was a long and dark December From the rooftops I remember There was snow, white snow
Clearly I remember From the windows they were watching While we froze down below
When the future's architectured By a carnival of idiots on show You'd better lie low
If you love me, won't you let me know?
Was a long and dark December When the banks became cathedrals And a fox became God
Priests clutched onto bibles Hollowed out to fit their rifles And a cross held aloft Bury me in armour When I'm dead and hit the ground A love back home, it unfolds And if you love me, won't you let me know?
I don't want to be a soldier Who the captain of some sinking ship Would stow, far below. So if you love me, why d'you let me go?
I took my love down to violet hill There we sat in snow All that time she was silent still Said if you love me, won't you let me know? If you love me, won't you let me know? -Chris martin http://youtu.be/IakDItZ7f7Q