A longing, a wanting, a need for something,
A desire for so much more.
A pain I feel every time
I leave you through this door.
There is one who takes me away,
He is the one that makes this wrong.
This closing door keeps us apart,
Though I've never felt something this strong.
I'm sure that there must be a path,
A route to get away
From the turmoil; I'll run to you,
And you'll help me find my way.
But the longing and wanting and need for something
Leaves me with desire for more.
I feel the pain each time I leave you
Through this closing door.