Tác giả : Graham Coxon
Người đăng : administrator, 14 năm trước
Locked doors, rose red 
Locked doors, half dead 
I see your face so clean in my space 
And I want to believe that I hold the key to me 
Locked doors, release 
Locked doors, my peace 
Let me retrieve, help me never leave 
Cause I'd like to believe that I got the key in me 
 
Locked doors, inside 
Locked doors, all mine 
I see hard times in me subside 
But I've got to believe that I got the key to me