The Door Lyrics

She puts on her favorite pair of jeans

She doesn't wear makeup, she's somewhere between

An illusionist and a painting of faces she's worn

Now she's somewhere tonight while I'm standing alone by the door

Well she's the life of the party and everyone's watching as

She lifts the glass to her lips as she's talking and

Anyone can see she's amazing and just a bit more

Now it's raining and she's spinning, and I'm sitting just inside the door

And this loneliness

Wondering, waiting, holding on

Could it be that you belong

Far away from this song

And all of this

I wonder, wait now, something's wrong

I fear though I know that it can't be true

But I feel right now like I can't live without you

Well she's telling me story and I can see for all her cunning

That she knows what she wants, but still she's only running

As far as she can be from herself, far from me

And all she says she adores

Far be it from me, to be the he, she let's through the door

I will never be the he she let's through the door