. While I, in silent longing,
Will gaze upon your door
And fear that dread day dawning
When I’ll see you no more. Behind Your Door
Each night, in silent splendor,
I see you shut your door
And for a span of hours
The world sees you no more;
No more will you enrapture
Each crowded city street,
No eye will watch you passing,
No heart will miss a beat
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. While I, in silent longing,
Will gaze upon your door
And fear that dread day dawning
When I’ll see you no more. Behind Your Door
Each night, in silent splendor,
I see you shut your door
And for a span of hours
The world sees you no more;
No more will you enrapture
Each crowded city street,
No eye will watch you passing,
No heart will miss a beat
. While I, in silent longing,
Will gaze upon your door
And fear that dread day dawning
When I’ll see you no more. Behind Your Door
Each night, in silent splendor,
I see you shut your door
And for a span of hours
The world sees you no more;
No more will you enrapture
Each crowded city street,
No eye will watch you passing,
No heart will miss a beat