PORCH LIGHT Verse 1 Your jacket’s still hanging On the chair by the door. Funny how empty rooms Can take up even more. The kettle starts singing Like it forgot you’re gone. I still make two coffees Every single dawn. I found your handwriting On the back of a receipt: “Don’t let the roses die.” Guess neither one of us Could keep that promise. Pre-Chorus Some people leave all at once. Some people leave One ordinary Tuesday At a time. Chorus I’ll leave the porch light on Even if the power fails. Hope isn’t practical— It just survives itself. If you ever lose your way Or your reasons to come home, You’ll still find my window Burning through the cold. Maybe loving someone Means learning how to wait Without expecting footsteps. Still… I’ll leave the porch light on. ⸻ Verse 2 The neighbour asked about you. I smiled too fast again. Turns out pretending’s easier Than explaining where you’ve been. The flowers in the garden Bloomed anyway this year. Nature has a talent For looking cruelly sincere. Everybody says Healing comes with time. Nobody mentions Time still keeps your favourite season. Pre-Chorus Maybe moving forward Isn’t walking straight. Maybe it’s just learning Not every door was made to close. Chorus I’ll leave the porch light on Even if the bulb burns out. Some habits outlive reason. Some prayers never get loud. If your shadow crosses mine Years after we’ve grown old, You’ll still know this house By the warmth inside the glow. Maybe loving someone Is carrying the key Long after there’s no lock. Still… I’ll leave the porch light on. ⸻ Bridge I used to think Love meant never letting go. Now I think It means wishing someone peace Even if it happens Somewhere I’ll never see. There are goodbye songs. There are revenge songs. This isn’t either. It’s just a light Refusing to believe Darkness gets the final word. ⸻ Final Chorus I’ll leave the porch light on— Not because I’m waiting. Because once You were loved here. And I hope the world Remembers people gently. If another lost heart Finds these old wooden steps, Maybe they’ll borrow A little of what’s left. Some lights aren’t lit For one person. They’re lit So nobody has to arrive Completely alone. I’ll leave the porch light on.
