Mark Miller

Lyrics

The Doorway

someone sent us flowers
they’re wilting by the door
there are letters in the mailbox
I don’t read them anymore

I thought it would be different          
I’d be the first to go                         
not the one left here to fade away    
like winter's melting snow

there's an empty place at the table            
and I’m waiting there for you                      
I keep looking at the doorway                 
hoping you come walking through        

now the kids have grown and gone away
it’s just painful comin' home
it’s as empty as this house is cold
don't know how to live alone

there's a fever got a hold on me
I fear it's never gonna break
like an overwhelming nightmare 
even when I am awake

there's an empty place at the table                  
and I’m waiting there for you                                     
I keep looking at the doorway              
hoping you come walking through
                     
and if you don't come through that doorway    
and I can't hold you in my view                      
and if I don’t wake up with the sunrise    
I will to come to you                                       

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