signed, a door mat

[Intro] Walk • Trot • Gettin’ lost Hop • Scotch • Another you I watch [Verse 1] In • Out In • Out Out • In Out • In Again and again As I wipe the debris brought in by every welcomed friend, the entry to a home where I lay, the home begins. When I stay, it’s where I’ve been. When the moon reveals the day, this is where I’ll end. [Chorus] Just a greeter, a meeter, a waiting and a craving, hoping to be crossed, hoping for exhaust. All doormats love what you’ve brought— the here, the there, the trance, the prance. [Verse 2] Walk wherever, but if I could ask: When does forever stop bringing us back? How long till I’m weathered from the past? How long will your welcome last? [Outro] Signed, the doormat who loves to be your path. In... Out... Out... In... Always your path.