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 he arth all apart it h angs on my heart.
And I'm l eaving the light on the stairs
No, I'm not scared; I wait for you
Hey, Jesse, it's lonely, come home.
Jesse, the stairs inthe hall, recalling
Your step; and I remember too.
All the pictures are shaded and fading in grey
And I still set aplace on the table at noon.
And I'm leaving the light on the stairs
No, I'm not scared; I wait for you
Hey, Jesse, it's lonely, come home.
Jesse, the spread on the bed
It's like when you left, I kept it for you.
All the blues and the greens have be recently cleaned
And are seemingly new; hey, Jesse, me and you.
We'll swallow the light on the stairs
I'll fix up my hair, we'll sleep unawares
Hey, Jesse, it's lonely, come home.