I can see the light that I left on inside the house.

I'm going back home at night, alone, and understand why it's
so sad to go back to an empty house. It's fun that no one's
waking you up in the morning; that you can sing as loud as
you want all around the house; but it's not much fun going
home when no one's there. I wish there was someone there...

And I know exactly who I want it to be.

And for one second, on the last few steps, I fantasize... I
can see myself opening the door and seeing him there,
waiting for me in the living room, and I'm going to him and
he hugs me and kisses me like no one else can, and I know
that tonight I will not go to sleep alone, cuddling
myself...

I open the door. Setting off the alarm that welcomes me.

I turn off the lights in the house.

Good night, my love. Good night.