There's Still A Light In The House

A saw a face so close to mine in chelsea market

There’s something about her and there’s something about it

There’s a million ways to pass the day on a concrete island

We try to get past it, just stuck in the traffic

Swing your conscious full to leave her

Maybe talking's not the feature

There’s still a light in the house

I’d like to call you on the way home

Another precious call to waste on my mouth

My chance is tugging me by the shoulder

But there’s no one home to let you in or let me out

There’s still a light in the house

There’s still a light in the house

It’s such a waste to watch you slide out in the hallway

And breakdown in the house and

On the street and apartment

We share a ride cause your alone and in the same clothes

With the blur of the tunnel and the blur of the mirror

Swing your conscious full to leave her

Maybe talking's not the feature

There’s still a light in the house

I’d like to call you on the way home

Another precious call to waste on my mouth

My chance is tugging me by the shoulder

But there’s no one home to let you in or let me out

There’s still a light in the house

There’s still a light in the house

There’s still a light in the house

When she cries, she brings a storm in

I kinda like the way it pours

3 o’clock and callin' in her

She’s telling me come move on

In the brooklyn light, we’re just passersby's

Her hands on my shoulder, it all feels right

Cause you found me there

With your new cut hair

Is it New York? Or heaven?

I can’t think twice now

I’d like to call you on the way home

Another precious call to waste on my mouth

Maybe talkings not the feature

My chance is tugging me by the shoulder

But there’s no one home to let you in or let me out

There’s still a light in the house