There's a note underneath the front door that I wrote twenty years ago   Yellow paper and a faded picture   And a secret in an envelope      There's no reasons   No excuses   There's no secondhand alibis   Just some black ink on some blue lines and a shadow you won't recognize      Mmm   Mmm   Mmm   Mmm   Mmm   Mmm   Mmm      And if it means I'll be waiting for twenty years and twenty more   I'll be praying for redemption and your note underneath my door   And your note underneath my door