20 Years

There's a note underneath your front door

That I wrote twenty years ago

Yellow paper and a faded picture

And a secret in an envelope



There's no reasons, no excuses

There's no secondhand alibis

Just some black ink on some blue lines

And a shadow you won't recognize



And if it means I'll be waiting for twenty years and twenty more

I'll be praying for redemption and your note underneath my door

And your note underneath my door