Your Door~
Your DoorHere I am
Standing at your door
I've thought about this moment
A thousand times before
And I've been waiting
For your answer
Those three words
You know I want to hear
You have no idea
What you mean to me
You have no idea
What you've done for me
So here I am
Standing at the door
Of your Loving heart
Praying that you'll open it.
It’s very cold outside….
Don't leave me here in the cold
I'll keep waiting
Until you will not open it.
If you ‘ll not open,
I’ll die outside Your door
What will you find?
Only the death bodies of
My broken Dreams, I saw for you…
The crying wet air….
With all my tears….
Only you ‘ll find
The body is alive
Without a living soul
& you ‘ll find nothing more
So, I am waiting 4u
That you ‘ll open the door….
Waiting for your answer
Waiting when will you
Open the door…?
& will say me
You know I want to hear
Those three words
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