Rooms Mixed

The coast is clear, Open road. I watch you reach For another. The dreams we had Are getting old. Too far away to remember. Sometimes it's better not to know. Some doors should always stay closed. Rooms that you never go into. Rooms that you never go into. Rooms that you never go into. Sometimes it's better not to know. We Can walk away From the noise. Come back someday With some time. But I can't look before you Leave. For less may be seen Or weigh me down. Sometimes it's better not to know. Some doors should always stay closed. Rooms that you never go into. Rooms that you never go into.