There's a note underneath your front door that I wrote twenty years ago Yellow paper and a faded picture And a secret in an envelope
There's no reasons No excuses There's no secondhand alibis Just some black ink on some blue lines and a shadow you won't recognize
Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm
In the meantime I'll be waiting for twenty years and twenty more I'll be praying for redemption and your note underneath my door And your note underneath my doorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.