Open Doors

I thought I heard you pulling up outside
It's just the wind whisperin' through the pines
I haven't seen who I'm looking for
Just empty shadows in my open door
The empty closet where you hung your clothes
The empty hooks where you hung your coat
The cellar steps or the kitchen floor
They don't catch shadows like an open door

Do open windows keep the rain away?
Do open eyes keep the ghosts at bay?
I thought an open door would bring you in
Now I guess I'm gonna have to guess again

I find myself hoping for a storm
Each silver lining is a crown of thorns
I find myself hoping for the rain
You don't see shadows on a cloudy day
Go to the corner where the ghosts hang out
They'll all agree with what I'm talking about
They'd haunt your halls and walk through walls before
They'd ever set foot in an open door

Do open windows keep the rain away?
Do open eyes keep the ghosts at bay?
I thought an open door would bring you in
Now I guess I'm gonna have to guess again

I'm saving nickels and I'm saving dimes
I'm gonna kiss you where the sun don't shine
And all those shadows gonna kiss them too
Just as long as they come in with you

Do open windows keep the rain away?
Do open eyes keep the ghosts at bay?
I thought an open door would bring you in
Now I guess I'm gonna have to guess again

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