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Open Door

The sun still sets in the west , each day it kisses my face

The clouds still shed their silver tears upon your resting place

And I’ll be here listening to the wind, it’s getting harder to ignore

Yes, I’ll be here listening to the wind, since you left behind an open door

Well, I’m still amongst the living although a part of me has died

Some say love ain’t worth the giving, what’s it like on the other side?

Motus Music © 2006