

Verse
Kitchen window, quarter past eleven
Porch bulb humming like it knows the reason
You left your cardigan across the chair
Like you might come back for the sleeve still holding air
Pre-Chorus
And I could shut it off, let the dark come in
But some part of me still wants to begin
So tell me, is it foolish, is it wrong
Chorus
To keep every light we left on
Burning soft till the feeling's gone
Every window glowing gold and small
Just in case you still remember it all
I'm not ready to let the last one fall
So I keep every light we left on
Verse
Found the photographs under the stairwell
Summer static on a table by the well
You're laughing at something I can't hear
But I swear I catch the echo every year
Pre-Chorus
And I could box it up, call it the past
But some things aren't built to move that fast
So tell me, is it foolish, is it wrong
Chorus
To keep every light we left on
Burning soft till the feeling's gone
Every window glowing gold and small
Just in case you still remember it all
I'm not ready to let the last one fall
So I keep every light we left on
Bridge
Maybe warmth's not about who's staying
Maybe it's the keeping, not the saving
Maybe every bulb I never switch
Is just my heart refusing to go dim
Chorus
So I keep every light we left on
Burning soft till the feeling's gone
Every window glowing gold and small
Not because I'm waiting after all
Just because the glow still knows my name
So I keep every light aflame
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