I know that must be the day I looking at your wooden front doorbut what if I will fail I guess anything can't hurt me more I guess this is the daylike so many days before I know you'll have to pack your things in may Now I have to knock on your door But what if you say I want youwould you walk awaywhat if you say I need youwould you let me stay Yes here I am, yes here I am Yes here I am, but what I amis not the same I used to be There must be a way A way to make you feelwhat I do, I'm staring at the bell, I think I let it ring I think that I will take your handand look into your exes I think that I willopen my mouth andlet those words come out