Open the Door (Live At Bradshaw's Great American Music Hall, San Francisco/1979)

Open the door, my dear
I must get in your heart
You're making it hard
You're making it hard to be true

So please, open the door, my dear
And then, perhaps, you'll find
That you have had me on your mind

No matter, no matter how you try to avoid me
You can't get away so easily, so easily
If you will not, come to me, I'll come to you

Open the door, please
Why make me beg and beg and beg, and beg, and beg, and beg?
Why torture me like this?

Can't you see I've got love?
Plenty love to give you
Can't you see that I've got love?
Lots of love to give
To give to you

Love to give to you
I've got love to give to you
I've got love to give to you
I've got love to give, to give to you



Credits
Writer(s): Betty Carter
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