Ed Sheeran - Grade 8

My mind is a warrior, My heart is a foreigner,

My eyes are the colour of red like the sunset,

Never keep it bottled up,

Left to the hands of the foreigner,

Be a true heart not a follower,

We`re not done yet 

I see it in your movements tonight,

If we can ever do this right,

I`m never gonna let you down,

Oh I`ll never let you down,

Now keep it on the down low

And I`ll keep you around so I`ll know,

That I`ll never let you down,

I`ll never let you down.

You`re strumming on my heart strings 

Like you were the grade 8 But I never felt 

this way, I`ll pick your feet up off 

of the ground And never ever let you down,

Now you`re strumming on my heart strings 

Like you were the grade 8 But I never felt

this way, I`ll pick your feet up off 

of the ground And never ever let you down down

Your eyes are a river filler,

This drink is a liver killer,

Your chest is a pillow For my weary head to

lay to rest again,

Your body is my ballpoint pen

And your mind is my new best friend,

Your eyes are my mirror to take me 

to the edge again

Now I see it in your movements tonight,

If we should ever do this right,

I`m never gonna let you down,

Oh I`ll never let you down,

We`ll keep it on the down low

And I`ll keep you around so I`ll know,

That I`ll never let you down,

I`ll never let you down

You`re strumming on my heart strings Like you

were the grade 8 But I never felt this way,

I`ll pick your feet up off of the ground 

And never ever let you down,

You`re strumming on my heart strings Like you 

were the grade 8 But I never felt this way,

I`ll pick your feet up off of the ground

And never ever let you down

Hold my heart to stop me bleeding now, 

now, now, 

And I`ll never let you down 

Hold my heart to stop me bleeding now, 

now, now, 

And I`ll never let you down 

Hold my heart to stop me bleeding now, 

now, now, 

And I`ll never let you down 

Hold my heart to stop me bleeding now, 

now, now, 

And I`ll never let you down 

you`re strumming on my heart strings Like you

were the grade 8 But I never felt this way,

I`ll pick your feet up off of the ground 

And never ever let you down,

You`re strumming on my heart strings Like you 

were the grade 8 But I never felt this way,

I`ll pick your feet up off of the ground 

And never ever let you down