Of a distant fading light Then a stranger's silhouette And somewhere in the haze A passage through the maze
Or are there just too many doors For me to ever reach on through That don't happen anymore I think I hear you calling
Are there just too many doors For me to ever reach on through And pull you back somehow Well that don't happen anymore I swear I hear you calling
Are there just too many doors For me to ever reach on through And pull you back somehow But that don't happen anymore I think I hear you calling