The Door
My voo doo doll
I wake up and glare at the door
Waiting for you to open it
Seeing your cloudy blue hues and that pretty smile
Hearing your beautiful voice say good morning
Now my angel is no longer with me
I’m in another world feeling empty
I was happy for once in my life
But the troll threatened it with a knife
Leaving you was so hard to do
I’ll never forget the things that we do
The last day was the best of both worlds
But I’ll never see that door open again by that girl
