jesse come home there s a hole in the bed where we slept now it s growing cold jesse your face in the place where we lay by the hearth all apart it hangs on my heart and i m leaving the light on the stairs no i m not scaredi wait for you hey jesse it s lonely come home jesse the stairs and the halls recalling your step and i remember too all the pictures are shaded and fading in grey and i still set a place at the table at noon and i m leaving the light on the stairs no i m not scaredi wait for you hey jesse it s lonely come home jesse the spread on the bed is like when you left i kept it for you all the blues and the greens have been recently cleaned and are seemingly new hey jess me and you we ll swallow the light on the stairs i ll fix up my hairwe ll sleep unaware hey jesse it s lonely come home