Life is but revolving doors...
people moving in...people checking out...
dont bother to call ... or ask them to turn around....
life is but revolving doors...
trapping me inside...
why is life this way...
i ask this and then i smile...
cos i think of you...
thinkin of me...
ten thousand mile...away...
the only person tht i need to stay...
our lives are nthng but revolving doors...
others may leave...but i believe...you and me...
we' l reach our magical shores...
the only person tht i need to stay...
im glad life is this way...
revolving doors...magical shores...
you are my bed rock...when the doors keep spinning...
making my head spin...
when others keep leaving...
u help me break down those revolving doors...
take my hand...and take me outdoors...
you show me the deep azure...meeting the magical shores
u the only one i need to stay...
cos if when i stray...get trapped again...
i need you to be my bedrock...when these doors keep spinnin...
making my head spin...
i need you to hold my hand...tell me...
u there...for me...by me...within...
tell me life is but revolving doors..
but that does not need to stop us anymore..
take my hand and lets fly...lets soar...
breaking down these doors...reaching our magical shores
life is nothing but revolving doors...
people moving in..people checking out...
i smile...I'm glad life is this way...
cos u the only one i need to stay
