The Doors Don't Open
Oh my, there are so many people that I love.
You all knock at the windows of my eyes,
And they roll back into my mind.
Try to take the backdoor.
I thought I had left keys under the matt.
But no, I don’t think anyone will be getting inside.
I’m there with you I swear,
But there’s glass between us.
Lips move, smiles flash.
I’m locked in,
Everyone else is locked out.
Thank you for visiting though.
Maybe I’ll hear a voice again soon.
But the home is cold,
And it seems I wont be getting out tonight.