Snowed Under - Live at Brixton Academy, London - Keane

There's a cold voice on the air

You've been looking everywhere

Someone to understand your hopes and fears

Well I've thought about that for many long years

So I walk through Mansers Shaw

I don't see you anymore

We love to think about the way things were

But the time has come and I'm glad it's over

I don't know why I waste my time

Getting hung up about the things you say

When I open my eyes and it's a lovely day

You know sometimes I feel like I'm getting snowed under with the things you say

When I open my eyes and it's a lovely day

Now you think that you're alone

So you make your way back home

I'd love to greet the weary traveller

But your time has gone and I'm glad it's over

I don't know why I waste my time

Getting hung up about the things you say

When I open my eyes and it's a lovely day

You know sometimes I feel like I'm getting snowed under with the things you say

But I open my eyes and it's a lovely day

I don't know why I waste my time

Getting hung up about the things you say

When I open my eyes and it's a lovely day

You know sometimes I feel like I'm getting snowed under with the things you say

But I open my eyes and it's a lovely day