by Calum Scott, Jasmine Thompson

Love, there’s nothing more to say

Every words already been written

Every chord, already played

You, make everything make sense

Every melody hits different

Every line and sentiment

Sounds brand new

After you

Purple rain is only rain without you

Yesterday is just another day

Hallelujah is an old song by an old man in a suit

And I guess love, is just a word

Without you

Trust, is something you can’t fake

It’s so delicate and fragile

And it’s something you can’t break

They call it luck, it’s something you can’t makе

It’s a falling star you catch and then you hope to God it stays

And you caught me, and I caught you

I’m half the man I’m supposed to be

Only one more thing to say

I fall in love more every day

When I’m with you

There’s nowhere else I’d rather be

You’re everything I need

The better part of me

And I guess love, is just a word

Without you

You, there’s nothing more to say

Every word’s already been written

Every chord, already played

Love is space and time measured by the heart – Marcel Proust