Glow illuminate a residence, but when it comes to not a soul, they stand unnoticed. Dwellings lacking individual presence remain dull. Not a soul to greet the glow, not a soul's dwelling to brighten. Abandoned properties stay desolate of illumination, leaving the lights pointless. Lamp searches individuals, but in not a soul's property, there's nobody to brighten.
Clint Black Nobody's Home Lyrics
