There’s a Room in Your Name

There's a room in your name, in my small, tired heart,
Door half-open just in case you fall apart.
I keep the light on, though it burns my sleep away.
There's a room in your name, and I can't give it away.
Can't give you away.
Can't give you away.
Tell me, who am I if I don't wait?
If I change the sheets, does it erase the date?
I hold my breath when the hallway settles at night.
Every creak, I swear it's you turning back on the light.