Not Home

Greg Laswell
I'm almost moved in, to my new place,
I've arranged all of my things,
I put the candle by the windowsill,
So when you drive by, maybe you can see
That I'm home
That I'm home
Don't be fooled so easily my love,
The candle light that flickers is charade,
All the fire in this room I set,
Is no match for the love we made
I'm not home
No, I'm not home
Oh, I'm not home
Oh, I'm not home