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 hearth, all apart, it hangs on my heart      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 stairs in the halls, recalling    Your step; and I remember too.   All the pictures are shaded and fading in grey   And I still set a place 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 been recently cleaned   And are seemingly new; hey Jess, 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