Close the door but open yourself to me
Take off your coat leave it there on the floor

I caught you doubting yourself in the mirror
But you look good to me

Close the door don't let the cold air in
I don't mind to wait till your hands get warm

You could be comin' down with something
So I'll come down with you

Close the door then sneeze as loud as you want
God bless you he made the dust in this room

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Writer(s): EEF BARZELAY