Our house wrapped in disrepairs A small mouse peeked out from a hole beneath the stairs Nearby to where my dad sat in his favorite chair Thinking about the government and muttering a prayer So I scattered some oats in hope she'd stay Then sat still to stop from scaring her away But she hurried on her little way Scurried around my mind ever since, every day Open wide my door, my Lord, my Lord Open wide my door To whatever makes me love you more Open wide my door While there's still light to run towards Open wide my door Like water on the dry wood Equal parts misguided and misunderstood All the neighborhood Watched the fire burn from where they stood As the smoke said "We're not half as bad as God is good" Still there's a whisper in my ear
The voice of loneliness and fear And I say, "Devil, disappear!" I'm still technically a virgin after 27 years Which never bothered me before What's maybe fifty more? Open wide my door, my Lord, my Lord Open wide my door To whatever makes me love you more Open wide my door While there's still light to run towards Open wide my door She came back for the oat (It never ends) But she brought along a 'friend' (It never ends, it never ends, it never ends) The harder the rain (It never ends) The lower those flowers in the garden bend (It never ends, it never ends, it never ends) I'd rather never talk again (It never ends) Than to continue to pretend this never ends (It never ends, it never ends, it never ends, it never ends)