I feel the lure of the open door
that's kept closed perhaps in vain
Why deny that which we despise
Such as a lover who's loved has waned...

Can love be real that's lost it's thrill
Or explain my next good-bye
Exhausted thoughts about the cost
Such truths one tries to hide...

Burning bridges take my breath
So I'm anchored to this lie
Fool I am and this cage be ******
Behind these lying eyes...