When we start closing doors
We've never closed before
When we pass through the day
With nothing much to say
What can we do
What color of your eyes
It comes as no surprise
I never look at you
That's why you're looking to someone new
Yesterday we had a chance to grow
Now it seems we never will
Can't you see we're dying slow
Set me free and let me go
Let me live my life again, again, but when
Bring on that rainy day
It fits the mood they say
The smile we used to wear
Becomes an empty stare
What can you do
When we start closing doors
We've never closed before
When we pass through the day
With nothing much to say
What can we do
It means we're through
It means we're through
Closing Doors was written by Paul Anka.
Closing Doors was produced by Denny Diante.