At My Door
Sometimes I find myself wanting
To know how you're dealing
With being all alone
And wondering, just how you're feeling
knowing that you have
No place to call your home
Well If I see you standing there
Knocking at my door
I'll open it and let you in
Just like the time before
But you and me babe we both know
That we can't do this anymore
But you keep on come a knocking at my door
If I see you standing there
Waiting on the shore
I'll brave that storm
And run to you
Just like the time before
Well I must say
That I don't know
What our futures have in store
But I know you'll come a knocking
Knocking at my door
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