Door Locked Open, Door Locked Shut
See you soon, hopefully not
I´ve been and gone so many times
Without a work I´ve dropped no lines
Just look Forward, Never Back
Selfish bastard, dicta-brat

Please forgive me
For the things that I´ve done
Don´t feel ashamed
If you´re asked hows your son

Living here and living there
Lived at home but very rare
To see your faces it would be
a treasure locked in memory
Do drop a line, say hello dad
I await your answer, for I also beg

Please accept me
From a baby I have come
Pain, distress and heartache
I have now overcome

Running here and running there
Often caught but never cared
Been a-courting every year