Who Could Be Knocking At My Door?

Who Could be Knocking At My Door?

Who could be knocking so late at my door?

Who would be standing right now on my floor?

Is it a good friend not seen for years?

Is it a stranger with unhappy fears?

Is it that school friend, I hate, I never want to see?

A fundraiser wanting more money from me?

Or is it the neighbor who lives downstairs,

Complaining about my radio?

Shall I open, yes or no?

Could it be someone with good news to share?

Is it a lost soul or nobody there?

Who could be knocking so late at my door?

Who would be standing right now on my floor?

Is it my mother, who cares always for me?

My father, whom I have never ever seen?

My brother, who doesn’t speak to me?

Is it a person who slipped my mind?

Shall I open or shall I not?

Who could be knocking so late at my door?

Who would be standing right now on my floor?

Could it be someone with good news to share?

Or is it a lost soul or nobody there?

Wishing, that you were here,

I long for you, your voice to hear,

It’s been so long, since I’ve seen you,

After all that we’ve been through.

Wish you were waiting behind my front door,

I silently open and stare at the floor,

I am calling out clearly but nobody is there,

Just my own echo I hear in the air.