Glow shine on a home, but when it comes to nobody, they stand unseen. Properties void of individual presence stay dark. No one to acknowledge the lamp, no one's home to brighten. Uninhabited dwellings remain empty of light, leaving the glows with no purpose. Illumination seeks occupants, but in not a soul's home, there's nobody to brighten.
- 04/13/01:39
- Clint Black Nobody's Home Lyrics
