Your blue door, that I walked through before First Sunday kiss - I could not resist Well have you come to tell the truth Are you tired of roaming too Would you go around with me Would you take me out at two or three Would you lie to me with the cheapest form of flattery Surprise me and read between my lines
Three shades of red when I heard what you said White knuckle road I'm going down Would you go around with me Would you take me out at two or three Would you lie to me with the cheapest form of flattery Surprise me and read between my lines
Your blue door it won't let them in anymore And wind blowing through your screen The candle's burning clean I'm not green Would you go around with me Would you take me out at two or three Would you lie to me with the cheapest form of flattery Surprise me and read between my lines
Your blue door that I walk through once more Your red ripe fruit - all hell breaks loose Would you go around with me Would you take me out at two or three Would you lie to me with the cheapest form of flattery Surprise me and read between my lines
Send "Your Blue Door" Ringtone to your Cell
