The Door

We don’t have to talk about it

You don’t want to fix it no more

My heart opened hesitant

You held it so gently before

But here we are breaking

We’re staring vacant on the porch

A few words could fix it

If I could just 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’d 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

Now I’ve given up on sleeping

I stay up all night with the Night

Oh, but she’s so indifferent

We have so little in common

I could sit talking here alone

But what would the neighbors think 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