Listen
I can hear a voice
I need a helping hand
Just to beat the void
I need a mission
A dream to stop me talking to myself

And now the silence is broken
And my soul is to sell
I need to pick up the pieces
To scatter to the wind
Hold the city to your ears
You can hear the wind come in

But you can't change the world with a song
And you can't make it right when it's wrong

I can't stop this music traveling round with me wherever I go
It's playing for you
I can't stop the voice unraveling round me whatever I do
It's talking to you
The world dances to the rhythm of its own
Heart beating for you, however you lose
So speak to me
Believe, believe, believe me

Don't let it slip, through your fingertips
When there's a ghost
Don't try to reason with it
Because now I'm tired
I'm wired
So I won't miss a think
I rope my words out to dry
And I've forgotten what to sing
But you can't change the world
With a song and you can't make it right when it's wrong

I can't stop this music traveling round with me wherever I go
It's playing for you
I can't stop the voice unraveling round me whatever I do
It's talking to you
The world dances to the rhythm of its own
Heart beating for you, however you lose
So speak to me
Believe, believe, believe me.

If that's what it was to you,
Then that's what it was to me.
If that's what it was to you,
Then that's what it was to me.
If that's what it was to you,
Then that's what it was to me.

But you can't change the world
With a song and you can't make it right when it's wrong

I can't stop this music traveling round with me wherever I go
It's playing for you
I can't stop the voice unraveling round me whatever I do
It's talking to you
The world dances to the rhythm of its own
Heart beating for you, however you lose
So speak to me
Believe, believe, believe me
Believe, believe, believe me

Copyright: Global Talent Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): CRISPIN HUNT, ELLIE GOULDING, ROB BLAKE