All The Doors Are Open
All the doors are open
Cars go past outside
Won't you take me with you
Take me for a ride
Take me to a foreign land
Sparkling seas and desert sand
Conversations by firelight
Or spinning into the neon night
I gulp down the icy water
Drowning in the heat
Hills lean over the hazy sea
Wheels turning to the beat
All the doors are open
The cars go past outside
Won't you take me with you
Take me for a ride
Writer/s: Mark John Mulholland
