Pale Sun Signal

There's a pale sun on the wall.
I can hear the morning call.
Through the windows, through the rain,
I can feel the light again.
Something moves across the room,
breaking through the fading gloom.
I don't know what waits ahead,
but I won't stay here instead.
Send me a signal,
tell me where to go.
Give me a reason,
give me something
I can know. Pale sun signals calling me home.
Pale sun signals, I'm not alone.