Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nelly Furtado
Songwriter
Timothy Mosley
Songwriter
Nate Hills
Songwriter
Chris Martin
Songwriter
Lyrics
Honestly, what will become of me?
I don't like reality
It's way too clear to me
But really life is dandy
We are what we don't see We miss everything daydreaming
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?
Come to an end, come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?
Come to an end, come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?
Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon
Soon So that they could die
Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon
Come to an end, come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?
Come to an end, come to an
Why do all good things come to an end?
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?
Writer(s): Timothy Z. Mosley, Floyd Nathaniel Hills, Nelly Kim Furtado, Julio Reyes, Chris Martin
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