jesse come home there s a hole in the bed where we slept now it s growing cold hey jesse your face in the place where we lay by the hearth all apart it hangs on my heart and i m leaving light on the stairs no i m not scaredi wait for you hey jesse i m lonely come home jesse the floors and the boards recalling your steps and i remember too all the pictures are fading and shaded in grey but i still set a place on the table at noon and i m leaving light on the stairs no i m not scaredi wait for you hey jesse i m lonely come home  jesse the spread on the bed is like when you left i ve kept it up for you and all the blues and the greens have been recently cleaned and it s seemingly new hey jess me and you we ll swallow the light on the stairs we ll do up my hair and sleep unaware hey jesse i m lonely come home
['classic uk pop', 'folk', 'folk rock', 'mellow gold', 'singer-songwriter']