Moments I make momentarily mine
Are moments I take a step back in time
Each step that I take is leading me to
A time when I felt closer to you
Moments I gain, moments I lose
I'm just killing time trying to find
What we had once has been left behind
Here we both stand as it slips through our hands
Moments we care a little too much
Moments we care are never enough
Clinging to pride, our heads held high
What we truly feel is pushed to the side
Moments we gain are moments we lose
We're just killing time trying to find
What we had once has been left behind
Yet we stand as it slips through our hands
We know we can
We can survive
Survive before
That comes be before pride
That comes before pride
I'll be just killing time
What we had once has been left behind
And here we stand as it slips through our hands
Moments we gain and moments we lose

Sam Smith

Sam Smith was born on 19th May 1992 and grew up in a rural village on the border of Hertfordshire and Cambridgeshire, the nearest town being Bishops Stortford. They’re the oldest of three siblings and are said to be close to their younger sisters. Their mother is a successful City of London trader and their father a stay-at-home dad who brought up the children.

Smith showed an early talent for singing, and their parents responded by arranging singing lessons from the age of eight with professional jazz singer and songwriter, Joanna Eden. At the early age of seventeen, they left school to pursue their dream, living in a small one-bed flat and working in a London pub, but ended up isolated and beset by loneliness.

Sam knew they were gay, they said, for as long as they could remember. They suffered bullying at school and were shocked to find that even in London—close to gay communities—they were subjected to homophobic attacks. These negative experiences, combined with an inherently emotional nature, inform their songwriting and delivery. The soulful, beautifully rich tone of their voice and the subject of the lyrics ‘speak’ to many people and have led to their success.