Clip vidéo

Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Liz Robertson
Liz Robertson
Interprète
Chris Walker
Chris Walker
Direction d’orchestre
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Janis Ian
Janis Ian
Paroles/Composition
Chris Walker
Chris Walker
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
John Kurlander
John Kurlander
Ingénierie
Norman Newell
Norman Newell
Production

Paroles

Jesse, come home
There's a hole in the bed
Where we slept
Now it's growing cold
Hey Jesse, your face
In the place where we lay
By the hearth, all apart
It hangs on my heart
And I'm leaving light on the stairs
No, I'm not scared—I wait for you
Hey Jesse, I'm lonely, come home
Jesse, the floors and the boards
Recalling your steps
And I remember, too
All the pictures are fading
And shaded in gray
But I still set a place
On the table at noon
And I'm leaving light on the stairs
No, I'm not scared—I wait for you
Hey Jesse, I'm lonely, come home
Jesse, the spread on the bed
Is like when you left
I've kept it up for you
And all the blues and the greens
Have been recently cleaned
And it's seemingly new
Hey Jess, me and you
We'll swallow the light on the stairs
We'll do up my hair and sleep unaware
Hey Jesse, I'm lonely, come home
Written by: Janis Ian
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