Blue Light, Red Light (Someone's There)

live in a tiny closet
A lukewarm cold water flat
With room for a couple of cinders
A mouse, a hole, and a trap
I don’t worry about the flights
Or count the stairs
Cause I know
Someone’s there
I took a high paying sweeping-up job
Dusting after somebody else
Seeing that there’s clean on the windows
Convincing the snow to melt
I don’t worry about the ride
Or the subway fare
Cause I know
Someone’s there
One day we’ll move uptown
Or even out to the country side
And for every leaf on the tree
We’ll add one cub to the pride
Who cares if the floor ain’t level
Or if our ceiling caves in
If we’re haunted by the devil
Or ghosts and boogeymen
Well I can’t be concerned
Why should I care
No place I’d go alone can compare
Cause I know
I know you’re there