Saw your picture in the paper
And I see you married good
And I know that he can give you
All the things I never could
what you need most of all
Well, the door's always open
and the light's on in the hall
Yes, the door is always open,
and the lights are in the hall
And you know that I'll be waiting,
When night falls on that mansion
And you're lying in his arms
And he begs for your attention
Do you think of me instead?
And when he reaches out to touch you,
is your face turned towards the wall?
Well, the door is always open,
and the light's on in the hall.
Yes, the door is always open,
and the lights on in the hall
And you know that I'll be waiting,
Yes, the door is always open,
and the lights on in the hall,
and you know that I'll be waiting,
if you ever come to call.