Lights shine on a dwelling, but when it comes to not a soul, they stay unperceived. Dwellings lacking human presence stay unlit. No one to greet the lamp, no one's dwelling to lighten up. Uninhabited dwellings stay desolate of illumination, leaving the glows pointless. Illumination searches humans, but in absence of people's dwelling, there's nobody to illuminate.

Clint Black Nobody's Home Lyrics