Knocking At The Door
What I can say now. It’s something I’m feeling. What I can say now.
A watchword of my love. And there is no far-off land that you showed me I can not reach.
Only confusion. Is what you feel right now.
If I can climb this mountain, oh. You can’t crash into a well-known wall.
When there’s a shining option of rescuing me from doubt.
And then you hold your head up high and fight to save us.
Running through a bad path and knocking at the door.
You listen to your hero. Then you show your ego. But you’re knocking at the door.