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Song Lyrics Would you come knock on my door
Like you used to before
When there was no other place
You would rather be
Than in my arms
For eternity
What has happened to us
Could there be something missing
Was I too blind to see
That you were no longer
Kissing me
The road was quite long
Maybe traveled too much
I know there’s been times
That we’ve both lost touch
Even so I had thought
That you were still here
No matter what the cost
It all was so clear
Words said before
Are now lost in the wind
There’s no time to think through
It seems I can’t find you again
Oh would you come knock on my door
Like you used to before
When there was no other place
You would rather be
Than in my arms
For eternity
We’ve been here before, baby…
Saturday mornings
Between the sheets
When you would slowly awaken me
With kisses so sweet
Out at the theatre
Went to a play
Things seem just normal
Like any other day
Calling on the phone
With words filled with tenderness
Missing and wanting
Those lips to sweetly kiss
Away on a trip
With a knock on my door
Flowers and a note
Telling me you were missing me and more
Oh would you come knock on my door
Like you used to before
When there was no other place
You would rather be
Than in my arms
For eternity
Soft spoken words
Whispered in my ear
While nestled up cozy
With a fire burning near
Snow falling on window panes
Angels and footprints
Spread all around us
Tender cold wet kisses on a snowy blanket
Waking up alone
With a note lying next to me
You went to get breakfast
Said you won’t forget the tea
Oh, Would you come knock on my door
Like you used to before
When there was no other place
You would rather be
Than in my arms
For eternity
On a moonlit night
In a tent on the beach
You are holding me gently
While we fall asleep
Walks through the park
Hand in hand
As you tell a funny story
Like no other can
Sitting at the movies
With your arm draped across me
There’s no other place
That I’d rather be
Laying next to you
Watching as you sleep
With my head on your chest
Listening to your heart beat
Would you come knock on my door
Like you used to before
When there was no other place
You would rather be
Than in my arms
For eternity
Now the road has soon fogged up
And you’re no longer here
Saturday mornings I work
The theatre is a bore
No phone calls are made
Business takes you away
I no longer look for those flowers you send
No whispers, no longer
Do your lips brush my ear
The fire long since burned out
The snow is falling outside
There’s no tracks it’s clear
No notes left in bed
The beach is deserted
The park is so cold
The movies aren’t the same
There is so much more
I wanted to know
Now who is holding your hand
Kissing you softly
As you sleep in on Saturday
And forget all about me
Oh no more knocks on my door, anymore
09-2000
this had me in tears,its so well written it could not fail to stirr up emotions, the saddest thing is when a love that was once so perfect goes so cold, thanx for sharing this great piece. regards red
this is such a thought provoking poem..... I liked it very much