The Door

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Chorus 1: Rain in the meadow from a summer storm

sleeping outside while the nights are still warm

Dreaming and wishing and wondering why

the stars and the moon light up the night sky

Chorus 2: open the door, and what do you see

a box in a room filled with memories

Of days spent pretending the world is your throne

As a fairytale princess, you’re never alone

Verse 1: And one day you grew up and thought you would leave home

before the life of law engraved on your bones

you left for the journey with a heart filled with glee

home is the place where your heart can be free

(home is the place where your heart can be free)

Chorus 1: Rain on the rooftop in an April storm

You sit by the fire and try to keep warm

Dreaming and thinking and wondering why

You’ve spent your last penny and the river runs dry

Chorus 2: open the door, and what do you see? 

the remains of an old faded memory

You used what you had to get what you need

Counting and saving the dreams that you freed

Verse: Then you loved and you watered the tiny little seeds

of the most beautiful daughters that you’ve ever seen.

Reveries and memories worth more in the end

Than the time and the toil that you had to spend

(than the time and the toil that you had to spend)

Chorus 1: Rain in the distance, you cant see the storm

you’ve come back from your wandering, weary and worn

Thinking and remembering the days of your life

Waiting for the future as the river runs by

Chorus 2; Look in the mirror, and what do you see

A face that’s seen more than you could believe

Grey hairs and wrinkles are one of your fears

But beauty is stronger than passing of years

Verse: Sitting at the table and listening to

The tales that you tell of the times you’ve been through

Star days of glory on the volleyball court

On weekends and summer you were never indoors

Verse 2: Playing tricks on your sisters, doing your chores

Swimming in the ocean, picking shells on the shore

You know that you cannot go back anymore

But you do in your heart when you open the door

Bridge: You’ve come this far, and there’s still far to go

Remember God’s promise you’re never alone

Verse 3: You close the door and head back through the trees

The night is still warm, drifting soft on the breeze

Look up at the night sky and what do you see

a sky full of stars and memories

(a sky full of stars, and memories)

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