SqueezeIn Today's Room

(difford/tilbrook) Time is a corridor that winds through my life Out of each door comes a day And when that door closes and I've said good night Another door opens again Down in the corridor there will be a time When I shall run out of doors I'll scramble through windows and pull up the blinds In another room I'm still not too sure That there's no room for me down here I shall be sorry It will be clear And I'll regret not seeing her more In today's room love's at the door I look at my wrist watch, the hands ever turn Her face is there I can see I'll always regret it but I'll never learn Time is so precious to me Out in the corridor she sits in a chair Here I am pacing the floor I've not got the courage, my hand combs my hair In today's room I'm still not too sure That there's no room for me down here Will I be sorry Well that won't be clear And I'll regret not seeing her more In today's room love's at the door In today's room, strawberry jam No hope of blue skies holiday plans In today's room, trips to the shops She's on the doorstep carrying a box
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