In the doorway In the doorway It was easy to forget With his hands Upon my waist In my old Italian dress I was dizzy I was guilty I wanted to confess In the doorway
One hand goes Across my... And one hand down The other side
His mother lives Down by the sea His grand-mere lives Right next to her His uncle waved As he drove by I was waiting in the car We had no words We had no words So I fell asleep I knew that I Would take courage If I had enough to drink In the doorway In the doorway It was easy to forget With his hand Upon my heart One hand underneath My dress
