• The swinging door
    Moves across the floor
    Like waves on the shore.

    That gentle swishing sound
    That I just adore
    It means you are here,
    My dear,
    You are what I look for.

    Come in the room,
    Don't leave me to my doom
    I am one you mustn't ignore.
    It's a shame you never come here
    anymore, my dear
    I'll give anything that you ask for.

    Come, take my hand
    Let us dance on grounds softer than sand
    Just like before
    Let us prance on the dance floor
    Into the sky, we'll rise
    Until we are old and wise
    Together, we will soar.

    But for now, my dear,
    You must close that door.
    Let your eyes close and have no fear
    I'll stay by your side until you begin to snore.
    I will make sure that the door
    Does not move across the floor
    Like waves on the shore.