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[Verse 1] There's a ticking clock somewhere down the hall, the smell of bread, two hands still deep in dough, a coat hung up to dry against the wall, one lamp left burning in the window's glow. [Chorus] Somewhere a light stays burning through the night, a small gold square held up against the dark; of all the windows, I would know that light, the one that keeps a warm and steady spark. [Verse 2] Now I live where a thousand windows shine, each one for someone, not a one for me; I've learned the trains, the crowds, the waiting line, and still I leave a light on. Come and see. [Chorus] Somewhere a light stays burning through the night, a small gold square held up against the dark; of all the windows, I would know that light, the one that keeps a warm and steady spark.
