Is she coming home, I’ll leave the light on
But through times and space she’ll go
If she’s coming home she won’t tell me
And I wonder if I should know

Wonder if I should feel something
Wonder if I should know
But it’s dark in here

Tip-toe softly do not wake her
As she sleeps so very slow
Dim the light on her day-dream
But her dreams you’ll never know

See her fading dress and frame it’s colours
For a memory you’ll long to know
Drape the covers in her bedroom
But life freezes with melting snow

Ah…is she coming home…