Leave the light on
when you go I want to see the cluttered desk I want to see the bed at rest I want to see the shelves of books I want to see the hanging hooks I want to see the empty chair [I want to see you sitting there] Leave the light on every night Just like you used to do And pull the shades closed, too The light inside is you by Molly Burdick
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