Woke Up in Love (feat. Gryffin & Calum Scott) [Alok Remix] - Kygo, Gryffin & Calum Scott

This is our last goodbye Don't come and find me So hard to see you cry Please, somebody blind me Cause I can feel it I'm still lagging onto every word My heart is beating And I'm sorry that I left you hurt We were kids in love And then we grew up But won't you hold me close tonight Like we're kids in love Kids in love Kids in love Kids in love We were kids in love We were kids in love Engine on, in drive Running for hours Slowly, we twist the knife in Folding like towers And I can feel it And we're running out of hope tonight I hear you breathing As we're hanging on to you and I We were kids in love And then we grew up But won't you hold me close tonight Like we're kids in love Kids in love (oh) Kids in love (oh) Kids in love (oh) Maybe I could cope if I could hold you We were kids in love One last time, one last time And wherever you go, I'll just hold you forever Maybe I could cope if I could hold you We were kids in love Kids in love (oh) Kids in love (oh) Kids in love

We were lovers for the first time Running all the red lights The middle finger was our peace sign, yeah We were sipping on emotions Smoking and inhaling every moment It was reckless and we owned it, yeah, yeah We were high and we were sober We were on and we were over We were young and now I'm older But I'd do it all again Getting drunk on a train track Way back, when we tried our first cigarettes Ten dollars was a fat stack I'd do it all again Bomber jacket and a snapback Your dad's black Honda was a Maybach Re: Stacks on the playback I'd do it all again I'd do it all again We were lovers on a wild ride Speeding for the finish line Come until the end of our time, yeah Started off as a wildfire Burning down the bridges to our empire Our love was something they could admire, yeah, yeah We were high and we were sober We were on and we were over We were young and now I'm older But I'd do it all again Getting drunk on a train track Way back, when we tried our first cigarettes Ten dollars was a fat stack I'd do it all again Bomber jacket and a snapback Your dad's black Honda was a Maybach Re: Stacks on the playback I'd do it all again I'd do it all again I'd do it all again I'd do it all again