Keane

Who are you, what are you living for

Tooth for tooth, maybe we'll go one more

This life, is lived in perfect symmetry

What I do, that will be done to me

Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?

I'm getting old and I need something to rely on.

So tell me when you're gonna let me in,

I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin.

Trying to make a move just to stay in the game,

I try to stay awake and remember my name,

But everybody's changing

And I don't feel the same.

I dream in emails, worn out phrases

Mile after mile of just empty pages

Why do I have to fly over every town up and down the line?

I'll die in the clouds above and you that I defend, I do not love.