Music Video
Similar Songs
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Keane
Performer
David Kosten
Programming
Jesse Quin
Background Vocals
Tim Rice-Oxley
Keyboards
Tom Hough
Keyboards
Richard Hughes
Drums
Tom Chaplin
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jesse Quin
Composer
Tim Rice-Oxley
Composer
Richard Hughes
Composer
Tom Chaplin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keane
Producer
David Kosten
Producer
Camden Clarke
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Cenzo Townshend
Mixing Engineer
Tom Hough
Recording Engineer
Robert Sellens
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mo Hausler
Recording Engineer
Tim Morris
Recording Engineer
Luke Gibbs
Assistant Recording Engineer
Frank Arkwright
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
The click of the front door
Your clothes left on the floor
Bike wheels, still turning
Where you left them on the back lawn
Hear 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
And 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
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
Writer(s): Timothy James Rice-oxley, Richard David Hughes, Jesse Quin, Thomas Oliver Chaplin
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com