Keane - Staring at the Ceiling Lyrics
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Staring at the Ceiling
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What Are The Lyrics For Staring at the Ceiling By Keane?
Things will seem much better in the morning light,
Love will be much easier to own. Things will look much better in the pale sunlight. We can be together like before. You just need time to forget. You just need time to explain. You just need time to forget yourself again. You're lying on the floor and Staring at the ceiling. Thinking of the place you Have never seen before. Remember when you held Someone for the first time. Remember when the spike was all we had. And you want life without death. And you want love without pain. And you want time to go back and start again. Lying on the floor and Staring at the ceiling. Thinking of the place you Have never seen before. Thinking of your own friends. And waiting for the feeling. Waiting for the old and turning to return. These days you don't know who you are. These days you don't know where you are. These days we don't know who we are. So meet me by the wall, Where we used to go. You're lying on the floor and Staring at the ceiling. Thinking of the place you Have never seen before. Waiting for the phone call. And waiting for the feeling. Waiting for the old rage And turning to return |
Who Wrote Staring at the Ceiling By Keane?
Richard David Hughes, Timothy James Rice-oxley, Tom Chaplin
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What's The Duration Of The Staring at the Ceiling By Keane?The duration of Staring at the Ceiling is 3:50 minutes and seconds. |
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