Behind the Door (feat. Hazel Smith)

On the middle of the street I stopped
I wondered what's behind the doorknob
On the middle of the street I stopped
I wonder if those whispers I hear are real
I wonder if you feel
I wonder if you're real
I wonder
I wonder if you feel

I wonder
I want her
I want her
I, I, I want her

In the middle of the street
I stopped
I wondered what's behind the doorknob
Who are you, what are you?
I wonder
I want her
I want her
I want her

I close my eyes
I see two pairs
Two pairs of
I must be really high
This air is getting to me
This mist is getting to me
This mist is getting to me
I can barely see a thing

On the middle of the street I stopped
On the middle, on the middle of the street I stopped
On the middle, on the middle of the street I stopped
On the middle, on the middle of the street I stopped

Stay away from me
Stay away from me
Come closer to me
Stay away from me
Come closer to me
Come closer to me

I close my eyes
I close my eyes, I see two pairs
I close my eyes, I close my eyes
I close my eyes
I must be really high
I wonder
I wonder which one of us is real
I wonder
I wonder
Which one of us is real
I wonder
I wonder
Which one of us is real



Credits
Writer(s): David-andrei Marin
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