At My Door
NICHOLAS JAGO, PETER HAYES, PETER B. HAYES, ROBERT BEEN, ROBERT TURNER, ROBERT L. BEEN
Cold wind wakes me from my
Sleep I've waited for this
Something for which I relied
Darkness takes me to my
Dreams I've waited for this
Something from which I can't hide
I'll never see it 'til it's at my door
'Til it's at my door, it will be ignored
I'll never see it 'til it's at my door
'Til it?s at my door, it will be ignored
Nothing seems to ease my
Conscience seems to be
Unconscious, all I have realized
Sorrow seems to eat my
Being, only leaves me
Seeing all I have is gone
I'll never see it 'til it's at my door
'Til it's at my door, it will be ignored
I'll never see it 'til it's at my door
'Til it's at my door, it will be ignored