Illumination shine on a dwelling, but
when it comes to no one, they remain unseen. Residencies lacking person presence remain unlit. Nobody to greet the beam, nobody's home to brighten. Uninhabited dwellings stay desolate of light, leaving the
glows with no purpose. Illumination seeks occupants, but in not a soul's residence, there's absence of people to illuminate.
Clint Black Nobody's Home Lyrics
