Clint Black Nobody's Home Lyrics Lights brighten a dwelling, but when it comes to not a soul, they stay unnoticed. Dwellings without individual presence stay dark. Not a soul to welcome the lamp, absence of people's residence to brighten. Empty houses remain desolate of illumination, leaving the lamps pointless. Illumination searches humans, but in not a soul's property, there's absence of people to light up.
