Light up the steps, got a few more left to goMidnight closing in fast and lowBaby's tired of fussing, there's a little left to loseYou've got a letter on the table, you've got old newsYou've got a letter on the table, you've got old newsHe's gone, the girls sing, ooh baby, ooh baby, ooh babyHey, now it's lonely in the trenches latelyThere's no echo but you're singing, singing babySecrets never toldSealed in lipstick on the end of a barlboroWaiting in the ashes like a whisper of a ghostYou've got no one left to hold you, no one left to holdYou've got no one left to hold you, no one left to holdSing, ooh baby, ooh baby, ooh babyHey, now it's lonely in the trenches latelyThere's no echo but you're singing, singing babyMm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmmTraffic slows down but it never stopsLike the streetlight in the window that won't turn offSomewhere up behind it, there's stillness, there's silenceThey know how to take in the darkSing, ooh baby, ooh baby, ooh babyHey, now it's lonelyThere's no echo but you're singing, you're singing babyMm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmmShe sang it lowSing it to my guardian from Hutchin Hill RoadShe sang it for the travelers lost away homeShe sang itSame as for me, same as for meI remember her voice saying,Lord, I'm standing on MountShe was singing to the drifters who lost their way home.She was singing to me.