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 Verse 2 Your voices recede and Your fingers slip from my hand White skies and silence A lifeless wind burns through the Downland Pre-Chorus 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 Chorus 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 Pre-Chorus 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 Chorus 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 Outro 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