Open Doors
My voice is falling silent
My thoughts have frozen still
Fifteen hours feels forever
Without good words to say
But now I’m racing forward
While reaching for what I’ve left
That homesick, longing feeling
I’ve never been able to shake
Maybe this one will be better
But no place will quite be home
So I’ll collect baskets of memories
Along the road of time
O little world
I’ll dream of what could be
There are still a hundred open doors
That I can’t even see
O little world
My harmony meets your melody
There are still a thousand open doors
And a few are meant for me