Call me, Lisa if you will
I got a story for ya
Call me, Lisa if you mind
I gotta tell you now
I gotta tell you now
You hold secrets the best out of all of our friends
Fool's gold, traded your soul
Scared at the end
But we're all scared at the end
I don't want to tell you how
I don't feel like explaining it now
But I'd like to get to know you just a little bit more
Why don't you open the door
Why don't you open the door
You lay looking at stars in your own backyard
While your dog runs around and barks at itself in the dark
I don't want to make drastic leaps
I don't want to talk to your machine
Oh I'd like to get to know you just a little bit more
Why don't you open the door
Why don't you open the door
I don't want to stand on your porch step
I don't want another night to forget
I don't want to be the one who's caught in the net
I don't want to know if I'm happy yet
I'd just like to get to know you just a little bit more
Why don't you open the door
Why don't you open the door