Why open doors to let the hurt in?
Why let doubt and confusion set in?
Why give love a chance to rule your world?
Why let love? Why let love?
Is there nothing behind the veil?
No happy endings, nothing to gain?
A room full of promises
Is empty when there is pain.
Love comes knocking on your door
And sells you nothing new
But there’s no sale to be made.
And then there was you.
With love there are no locks,
So the doors are always open.
No veil, so love could see through
And the room – filled by me and you
In a dance, with a glance
Love always deserves a chance.
- Written by Glenn Ala and in part by Jay Redondo, on one of those nights
Found this in my email. Transcript by Jay of an exchange of text messages on one of those sad drinking nights. It just seems appropriate to post this now, especially since both of us have found our own loves within weeks from each other. I feel a song coming.
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