20 Years

There's a note underneath your front door

That I wrote 20 years ago

Yellow paper and a faded picture

And a secret in an envelope

There's no reasons, no excuses

There's no secondhand alibi's

Just some black ink on some blue lines

And a shadow you won't recognize

In the meantime, I'll be waiting

For 20 years or twenty more

I'll be praying for redemption

And your note underneath my door

And your note underneath my door