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           My heart stopped.  My eyes popped.

           My mouth gave a scream and a shout.

      This was a dream, and I did'nt know what it was about.

      My tongue hit the floor.

      A feeling too great to ignore.



           I opened the door.

      

      My lungs did not dare to breathe.

       My eyes did not deceive.

       I cried with joy.  

       A boy with his new toys.

      

         I opened the door.          

    

        A feeling I can't ignore.

        A feeling I can't explain.

        A walk in the rain.  A ride by train.

        A bowl of ice cream, better than a dream.



           I opened the door.



         It's no lie.  I can't deny.

         Why should I deny?

         I'm in love with you.

         Yes, it's really true.  

         No longer am I blue.



            I opened the door.



          My hand she took.  I was on the hook.

          She wanted me to understand.

          I had only read this in books.

          I fell to my knee, you see.



          I opened the door.



          My head felt the bell.

          I was not feeling well.

          I looked into her eye; there was no need to ask why.

          I cried.



           Oh, I opened the door.

           Yeah, I opened the door.