Opening Doors

I was thinking of taking a drive
Back to the house where I was born
Where I was born
I keep seeing myself on our porch
Looking through blinds that we kept closed
All the time

Opening doors - letting in air
Finding a place for everything there
Opening doors - letting in light
Patching the holes - making things right
Making things right

I imagine I'm swimming the lake
Where we would stay when we were young
Before it changed
I'm walking through the cabin that burned
Looking for keys that I might turn
That I might turn

Opening doors - letting in air
Finding a place for everything there
Opening doors - letting in light
Patching the holes - making things right
Making things right

I keep dreaming I've found another room
One that I've never seen before
I don't know why
I was hoping that you'd find it, too
So I could play you all the songs
I wrote for you

Opening doors - letting in air
Finding a place for everything there
Opening doors - letting in light
Patching the holes - making things right
Making things right