Red Door

At the top of the stairs is a red door
She locks it behind her each night
I sit on the stoop at the druggist
And wonder who shot out the lights
At the top of the stairs is a red door
On the night stand sits a black phone
It's been years since she disconnected
But there's one more way one more way one one more way
To be alone
Well she used to drink sour mash whiskey
And dance on her toes until dawn
Nobody knows why she went away
And wherе all the music has gone
At the еnd of the road is a dance hall
Boarded it up years ago
A lot of the graphs are all dry now
But there's one more way
One more way one more way
To be alone
At the top of the stairs is a red door
And someday I'll tear that thing down
But for now I'll just sit and wait for the daylight
And there's no new way
No new way no new way
To be alone