Griffin Anthony At Your Door lyrics

Just beyond the stairs and the mailbox squares
There's an elevator up to you
And with each small stride
One story at time
My heart'll have some work to do

Down the longest hall of halogen bulbs
Welcome mats and dusty ferns
We got dinner going wrong at your neighbor's place
With a roast in the oven as it burns

And I'm a mess now
With this lump up in my throat
I came to tell you the truth now
‘Cause this is love

Can't ya hear me knockin'
Can't you hear me knockin' at your door
Can't you hear me callin'
Can't you hear me callin' to your window
And can't you see this love's worth fightin' for
I'm over the moon
Under your spell
And ready for more
More of your good good lovin'
More
More of your good good love


Well maybe you moved out weeks ago
Never telling anyone your plans
Maybe those calls you made last week
Were from pay-phone in the south of France

And with outstretched arms and a bulletproof heart
I'm leaning up against wall
And this wooden frame separates our fate
Standing eighty-seven inches tall

Hope you're having a good day
The kind that makes you wanna smile
Hope you're ready to hear me
‘Cause this is Love

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And I'm a mess now
With this lump up in my throat
I came to tell you the truth now
this is love

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