Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You’re Not Home, artist - Keane. Date of issue: 19.09.2019
Song language: English
You’re Not Home |
| The click of the front door |
| Your clothes left on the floor |
| Bike wheels still turning |
| Where you left them on the back lawn |
| Your voices recede and |
| Your fingers slip from my hand |
| White skies and silence |
| A lifeless wind burns through the Downland |
| And it’s cold, cold, cold, cold, cold |
| When you’re not home, home, home, home, home |
| I sit and stare, I sit and stare |
| Into my phone, phone, phone, phone, phone |
| I love that silver-grey first morning light |
| I see that fearless love in your blue eyes |
| Think I can picture some new shape of life |
| But now you’re not home |
| No, you’re not home, not home |
| And it’s cold, cold, cold, cold, cold |
| When you’re not home, home, home, home, home |
| I sit and stare, I sit and stare |
| Into my phone, phone, phone, phone, phone |
| I love that silver-grey first morning light |
| I see that fearless love in your blue eyes |
| Think I can picture some new shape of life |
| But now you’re not home |
| No, you’re not home |
| I love that silver-grey first morning light |
| I see that fearless love in your blue eyes |
| Think I can picture some new shape of life |
| But now you’re not home |
| No, you’re not home |
| Not home, no, you’re not home |
| Not home, no, you’re not home |
| Not home |
| No, you’re not home |