I woke up Wednesday morning,
Sometime Wednesday evening,
Just looking for a piece of
Something easy to believe.
When you live out on the border
Of everything and nothing
There's nothing but waking and then dreaming.
I'm barely out of Tuesday,
There's no one to receive me,
And nothing is changing.
Maybe you could leave a light on,
Maybe you could leave a light on,
Maybe you could leave a light on for me.

Counting Crows - Barely Out Of Tuesday