KNOCKING I WAS

I saw myself knocking on heaven's door last night. I was a lonely traveller, looking for a place to lay my weary head. Then I saw a shimmering light and thought this would be my stop for the night. From the doorway, I saw right inside, and it was really the paradise of our dreams. I knocked on the door, but they wouldn't let me in. They said this is doorway for two. I came back wit a friend but they said it wouldn't work. You either come wit your love or kindly stay outside. And you are my love, so I beg you come wit me. Take my hand let's go knock on heaven's door. Only wit you can I really enter my paradise. So let's go dearie, take my loving hands, we're gonna walk, don't look back!

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