Where the Light Gets In

WHERE THE LIGHT GETS IN [Intro — Piano and solo cello] [Verse 1 — Soft, intimate] I left your coffee by the door, Forgot you don’t come home anymore. The morning moved across the floor; I let it move without me. I wore the silence like a coat, Kept all the words I never spoke. Then somewhere underneath the cold, A little part of me was waking. [Pre-Chorus — Gradually rising] I thought that letting go Would mean the love was gone. But something in this empty room Still asks me to go on. [Chorus — Soaring, then gently falling] Oh, let the light come in, Across the places I’ve been hiding. I don’t have to lose your memory To let another morning find me. And if my voice should break, I’ll sing the part that still remembers— How to turn a trembling breath Into something soft and brave. Let the light come in. [Instrumental — Piano answers the vocal melody] [Verse 2 — Warmer, with a new melodic ending] Today I took the longer way, The little street beside the station. I heard somebody call your name; It didn’t take my breath away. I bought some flowers for myself, Put them where your picture rested. And for a moment, nothing else Was missing from the day. [Pre-Chorus 2 — Stronger ascent] Maybe moving on Is smaller than it seems: An open window, washed-out sheets, A night of peaceful sleep. [Chorus — Fuller strings and harmonies] Oh, let the light come in, Across the places I’ve been hiding. I don’t have to lose your memory To let another morning find me. And if my voice should break, I’ll sing the part that still remembers— How to turn a trembling breath Into something soft and brave. Let the light come in. [Bridge — Strip back, then climb] I can miss you— And still want the world. I can love you— And leave that room. There’s a train beyond the window, There’s a sky I haven’t seen. For the first time in a long time, I wonder where it leads. [Brief instrumental lift — Modulate up a whole step] [Final Chorus — Open, emotional] Oh, let the light come in, I’m drawing back the curtains slowly. There’s a life beyond this window, And I think it might be calling. And if my voice should break, Let it break into the morning. I will take this trembling breath And give it somewhere new to go. Let the light come in. [Outro — Almost whispered] Your coffee cup is on the shelf. This morning, I made something for myself.