John Isaac Watters - Houses Filled With Light | Текст песни

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• John Isaac Watters
• Houses Filled With Light

Early one morning, I was awakened
By your breathing, on my window pane
You were writing my name, There was no mistake in it
I never thought you'd come 'round here to see me again

We live in houses filled with light,
We stand and sit and walk around in it
Still there are those who live in night,
Let us not forget our former loneliness.