Light In the Attic

There’s a light still on in the attic
Of the house where you used to live
And you can add it to my list of bad habits
But I still find myself driving by it
I doubt if you’ll even know
Just how hard it is
To miss someone like you
To miss someone like you
You never answer your telephone
You never leave your room
You’re still coughing up the night before
As you’re staring down the moon
You sleep where you fall with your boots still on
And that’s all you do
When you miss someone like you
When you miss someone like you
There’s crickets droning in the tall grass
Cool breeze blowing through the yard
There’s a cat walking along a wood fence
Out on the highway I can hear the cars
None of these things will ever know
Just how lucky they are
They’ve never got to miss someone like you
They’ve never got to miss someone like you