Shut the fucking door
I don't want them looking at me while I sing anymore
and I won't tell you how to waste your precious time
I just wish you'd share in this joy of mine
and if you could
you'd see me every night
singing to your picture hoping it would come to life
I wrote this song duet on the piano
so we would have to sit close again
Her hands go high
My hands go low
I close my eyes
and I let go of you
Are all I want
to see right now
and you are all I need
to hold right now
I hope this song will make you smile
and maybe we can wait a while
before we have to say goodbye
Shut the fucking door
I don't want them looking at me while I sing anymore
and this is more than I can take I need you here when I awake
so close the door and turn the key
and close together we'll be free so please
shut the fucking door
I don't want them looking at me while I sing to you.
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