The Key
Seems I’ve been waiting half a life
For things to arrive
That won’t come
Seems I’ve been waiting all this time
For the perfect rhyme
Now it’s done
But I forgot what it was I’m looking for
I found the key but not the door
Nothing more
Heyeyey
Is there anybody home tonight?
I can hear you on the other side
But I can’t get through
I say heyeyey
There’s no begining, there’s no end
A vicious circle ’cause I cannot mend
The love I feel for you
Seems I’ve been seeing things in you
That could not come true
Come alive
Seems I’ve been trying all these years
To fight back the tears
And survive
Yes I forgot, what it was I’m looking for
I found the key but not the door
Nothing more
Heyeyey
Is there anybody home tonight?
I can hear you on the other side
But I can’t get through
I say heyeyey
There’s no begining, there’s no end
A vicious circle ’cause I cannot mend
The love I feel for you
The love that I feel
Lies here for you
The love that I feel
Just can’t get through
I wanna get to you
I wanna get to you
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