Emeli Sandé - Next To Me

You won't find him drinking at the tableRollin' dice and staying out 'til threeYou won't ever find him being unfaithfulYou will find him, you'll find him next to meYou won't find him tryna chase the DevilFor money, fame, for power, out of griefYou won't ever find him where the rest goYou will find him, you'll find him next to meNext to meOoh, ooh, oohNext to meOoh, oohNext to meOoh, ooh, oohYou will find him, you'll find him next to meWhen the money's spent and all my friends have vanishedAnd I can't seem to find no help or love for freeI know there's no need for me to panic'Cause I'll find him, I'll find him next to meWhen the skies are grey and all the doors are closingAnd the rising pressure makes it hard to breatheWhen all I need is a hand to stop the tears from fallingI will find him, will find him next to meNext to meOoh, ooh, oohNext to meOoh, oohNext to meOoh, ooh, oohI will find him, I'll find him next to meWhen the end has come and buildings falling down fastWhen we spoilt the land and dried up all the seaWhen everyone has lost their heads around usYou will find him, you'll find him next to meNext to meOoh, ooh, oohNext to meOoh, oohNext to meOoh, ooh, oohYou will find him, you'll find him next to meNext to meOoh, ooh, oohNext to meOoh, oohNext to meOoh, ooh, oohYou will find him, you'll find him next to me