"Open Door" lyrics
"Open Door"
I see your smiling face, by the open door
There's the morning light
Shining in your hair, and in your eyes
And just a little way behind that smile of yours
I see another one, oh so far away
If only for one second, I could hold you close to me
When the Master calls for me again
There's nothing I can say, or I can do
Goodbye, my love
Time has come to say farewell
I hear the call again
Goodbye to the world
I've sheltered for so long
Oh there's so much my love, that I can never say
And in a little while, in a little while
There's nothing left to see
As the years go by and I have not returned
And the night has come, falling all around
Ooh if you count the stars you'll know
How many have gone out
And when the Master calls for me again
There's nothing that I can say
Or I can do
Stand in the sun
Shut your eyes and feel the world
It's changing every day
Goodbye my love
Each day will seem so long
Ooh there's so much I feel, that I can never say
I can't see you
I can't feel you anymore
I've just a memory of that open door
Writer(s): Mike Rutherford (gb)
- AZLyrics
- G
- Genesis Lyrics
compilation:
"Genesis Archives #2 1976-92" (2000)
Do The Neurotic
Naminanu
Submarine
The Brazilian
You May Also Like
Joe Walsh - "Indian Summer" I was taken by surprise by the thunder
Sit and stared out at the rain
Taken back, I was younger
In a vacant lot day
And the fall brought an Indian summer
And plenty of places to play
I can still hear...
Jethro Tull - "Another Harry's Bar" Wet wind on the sidewalk: I'm staring at the rain.
Walking up the street, yeah, and walking down again.
And my feet are tired and my brain is numb.
See that broken neon sign saying, hey, in you...
John Cale - "Antarctica Starts Here" The paranoid great movie queen
Sits idly fully armed
The powder and mascara there
A warning light for charm
We see her every movie night
The strong against the weak
The lines come out and struggle...
Pete Townshend - "Sheraton Gibson" I'm sitting' in the Sheraton Gibson playing' my Gibson
And boy do I wanna go home
I'm sitting' in the Sheraton Gibson playing' my Gibson
And boy do I feel all alone
Cleveland, you blow my mind...
R.E.M. - "Nightswimming" Nightswimming deserves a quiet night
The photograph on the dashboard taken years ago,
turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every street light reveals a picture in reverse
Still it's so...