Jesse
Roberta Flack
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 keeping the light on the stairs, no I'm not scared
I wait for you
Hey Jesse it's lonely come home
Jesse the floors and the walls, are 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 keeping 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, is like when you left
And I've kept it for you
And all the blues and the greens, have been recently cleaned
And are seemingly new
Hey Jesse, me and you
We'll swallow the light on the stairs, we'll fix up my hair
And sleep unaware
Hey Jesse I'm lonely, come home