Won’t you walk through the door
Won’t you take the time to talk
Everyone is cutting up paper
They have glue and glitter
A heart that opens, a heart that closes
And paper mache
Remember when we got together
And unfolded board games?
Realizing that everyone is shouting
We are at a wild party
Some are dancing and others are talking
Some are dancing while they’re talking
When I was younger, I had me a fortune teller friend
She told me about my future
It always started when
Black stallion in an open field
Thunder and lightening and it all seems too real
And then right at that moment
She’d clap her hands and ask me how I feel
Realizing that everyone is shouting
We are at a loud party
Some are dancing and others are talking
Some are dancing while they’re talking
Won’t you walk through the door
Won’t you take the time to talk
Remember when this magic was magical
Before the magic turned dull