"The Door" lyrics

"The Door"

We don't have to talk about it
Don't wanna fix it no more
My heart was so hesitant
You held it gently before
But we sit here breaking
We staring vacant on the porch
A few words could fix it
If I could find them, I'm sure

You don't have to leave me
You don't have to go
Staying's so easy
Come away from the door

You watch me so desperate
Red eyes and tears on my face
My pride left here hours ago
I was hoping it would go in your place
But you put out your cigarette
And I find my drink is all gone
It's not even dark yet
But I feel it coming on

You don't have to leave me
You don't have to go
Staying's so easy
Come away from the door

Now I've given up on sleeping
I stay up all night with a knife
Oh but she's so indifferent
We have so little in common
I could sit talking here alone
But what would the neighbors say of that?
So I put it in a song
And I sing it to the place you stood last

You don't have to leave me
You don't have to go
Staying's so easy
Come away from the door
Staying's so easy
Come away from the door


Writer(s): Joan Shelley
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