Woke up Wednesday morning
Staring at the ceiling
Looking for deliverance from the distances in you
This room feels like an oven
Somewhere south of nowhere
Somewhere north of nothing

I'm barely out of Tuesday
I've seen seven hours of Wednesday
Nothing is changing
Maybe you could leave a light on
Maybe you could leave a light on
Maybe you could leave a light on for me

Can you see her waiting there down by the sea
With a hand over her eyes
And looking for me
If you see me coming home
Just turn me a way
'Cause everybody tries to go back somewhere someday

I woke up Wednesday morning
Sometime Wednesday evening
Looking for a piece of something easy to believe
When you live out on the border
Of everything and nothing
There's nothing but waking and dreaming

I'm barely out of Tuesday
There's no one to receive me
And nothing is changing
Maybe you could leave a light on
Maybe you could leave a light on
Maybe you could leave a light on for me

Can you see her waiting there down by the sea
Yeah, i know there's a light on
But there's no one there for me
If you see me coming home
Just turn me a way
'Cause everybody tries to go back somewhere someday