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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 |