Tom Odell
Tom Odell
Tom Odell
Tom Odell
Tom Odell
Tom Odell
Tom Odell
Tom Odell
Tom Odell
Tom Odell
Tom Odell
Tom Odell
Tom Odell
[Verse 1]
You're sitting across a table
The wind is in your hair
Your scent is on my skin again
There's music in the air
The barman clicks his pen
You don't know what you wanna drink
An injured bird leaps off a branch
To fly with broken wings
[Chorus]
For nothing really hurts like love
Nothing knocks you down, and picks you back up
And now you've got to go
You look at me as though
You don't know who I am
And suddenly I know
Nothing really hurts like love
Nothing really hurts like love
[Verse 2]
Autumn turns to winter
And winter turns to spring
And I'm out on the road again
The wind beneath my wings
My fingers hit the piano
The hammers hit the strings
I get up on the stage each night
I shut my eyes and I sing
[Chorus]
Nothing really hurts likе love
And every singlе word makes me think of us
But now I've let you go
The music starts to slow
I look out at the crowd
And they already know
Nothing really hurts like love
Nothing really hurts like love
Nothing Hurts Like Love was written by Eric Leva & Laurie Blundell & Tom Odell.
Nothing Hurts Like Love was produced by Tom Odell & Cityfall.
Tom Odell released Nothing Hurts Like Love on Fri Jan 26 2024.
This kind of song is a bit of catnip for me: I love a slightly overly dramatic love story. It’s also inspired by my love of ’70s films—it feels like a sort of Hal Ashby film or something, where two lovers meet up at a café somewhere outdoors. Again, there’s so much unsaid, there’s this feeling of a...