Lirik Lagu You're Not Home - Keane
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
The click of the front doorYour clothes left on the floorBike wheels still turningWhere you left them on the back lawn
Your voices recede andYour fingers slip from my handWhite skies and silenceA lifeless wind burns through the Downland
And it's cold, cold, cold, cold, coldWhen you're not home, home, home, home, homeI sit and stare, I sit and stareInto my phone, phone, phone, phone, phone
I love that silver-grey first morning lightI see that fearless love in your blue eyesThink I can picture some new shape of lifeBut now you're not homeNo, you're not home, not home
And it's cold, cold, cold, cold, coldWhen you're not home, home, home, home, homeI sit and stare, I sit and stareInto my phone, phone, phone, phone, phone
I love that silver-grey first morning lightI see that fearless love in your blue eyesThink I can picture some new shape of lifeBut now you're not homeNo, you're not home
I love that silver-grey first morning lightI see that fearless love in your blue eyesThink I can picture some new shape of lifeBut now you're not homeNo, you're not homeNot home, no, you're not homeNot home, no, you're not homeNot home
No, you're not home
Your voices recede andYour fingers slip from my handWhite skies and silenceA lifeless wind burns through the Downland
And it's cold, cold, cold, cold, coldWhen you're not home, home, home, home, homeI sit and stare, I sit and stareInto my phone, phone, phone, phone, phone
I love that silver-grey first morning lightI see that fearless love in your blue eyesThink I can picture some new shape of lifeBut now you're not homeNo, you're not home, not home
And it's cold, cold, cold, cold, coldWhen you're not home, home, home, home, homeI sit and stare, I sit and stareInto my phone, phone, phone, phone, phone
I love that silver-grey first morning lightI see that fearless love in your blue eyesThink I can picture some new shape of lifeBut now you're not homeNo, you're not home
I love that silver-grey first morning lightI see that fearless love in your blue eyesThink I can picture some new shape of lifeBut now you're not homeNo, you're not homeNot home, no, you're not homeNot home, no, you're not homeNot home
No, you're not home
