Beams illuminate a residence, but when it comes to not a soul, they remain unperceived. Dwellings void of person presence remain unlit. Absence of people to greet the glow, nobody's property to cheer up. Uninhabited dwellings remain empty of light, leaving the lamps meaningless. Light searches humans, but in nobody's dwelling, there's not a soul to brighten.

Tom Rosenthal Lights Are On Lyrics