Valley - ’There’s Still A Light In The House’ - Valley (Live)

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“There’s Still A Light In The House” Live at The Great Hall in Toronto 2018

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’There’s Still A Light In The House’ Lyrics:

I’d like to call you on the way home
Another precious call to waste on my mouth
My chance is tugging me by the shoulder
But there’s no one home to let you in or let me out

(There’s still a light in the house)

I saw a face so close to mine in Chelsea Market
There’s something about her and there’s something about it
There’s a million ways to pass the day on a concrete island
We try to get past it, just stuck in the traffic

Swing your conscience, pull the lever
Maybe talking’s not the feature

(There’s still a light in the house)

I’d like to call you on the way home
Another precious call to waste on my mouth
My chance is tugging me by the shoulder
But there’s no one home to let you in or let me out

(There’s still a light in the house)

It’s such a waste to watch you slide out in the hallway
Break down in the housing on the street end apartment
We share a ride cause you’re alone and in the same clothes
With the blur of the tunnel and the blur of the mirror

Swing your conscience, pull the lever
Maybe talking’s not the feature

(There’s still a light in the house)

I’d like to call you on the way home
Another precious call to waste on my mouth
My chance is tugging me by the shoulder
But there’s no one home to let you in or let me out

(There’s still a light in the house)

When she cries she brings the storm in
I kinda like the way it pours
3 o’clock and calling Anna
She’s telling me “C’mon, move on”
In the Brooklyn light we’re just passer-bys
Your hands on my shoulder, it all feels right
Cause you found me there with your new cut hair
Is it New York or heaven?
I can’t think twice now

I’d like to call you on the way home
Another precious call to waste on my mouth
My chance is tugging me by the shoulder
But there’s no one home to let you in or let me out

(There’s still a light in the house)

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