blues - The Same Day Mix

Why does the door swing wide when I stand still? Same small spark, same unpaid bill I turn the key, but the room turns cold Round and round till the story folds I drew one line, it became two Asked for a sign, got a different view Left my name where the rain ran thin Lost the bet before I could begin Back to the mark, back to the start Pocket full of reasons, hole in the heart Say it once, let the answer spin Lose my way, then walk back in