There´s a note underneath your front door
That I wrote 20 years ago
Yellow paper and a faded picture
And a secret hidden in the

There´s no reasons, no excuses
There´s no secondhand alibis
Just some black ink on some blue lines
And a shadow you won´t recognize

In the meantime I´ll be waiting
For 20 years, 20 more
I´ll be praying for redemption
And your note underneath my door