Behind The Door (feat. Hazel Smith)

On the middle of the street I stopped I wondered what's behind the doorknob On the middle of the street I stopped I wonder if those whispers I hear are real I wonder if you feel I wonder if you're real I wonder I wonder if you feel I wonder I want her I want her I, I, I want her In the middle of the street I stopped I wondered what's behind the doorknob Who are you, what are you? I wonder I want her I want her I want her I close my eyes I see two pairs Two pairs of I must be really high This air is getting to me This mist is getting to me This mist is getting to me I can barely see a thing On the middle of the street I stopped On the middle, on the middle of the street I stopped On the middle, on the middle of the street I stopped On the middle, on the middle of the street I stopped Stay away from me Stay away from me Come closer to me Stay away from me Come closer to me Come closer to me I close my eyes I close my eyes, I see two pairs I close my eyes, I close my eyes I close my eyes I must be really high I wonder I wonder which one of us is real I wonder I wonder Which one of us is real I wonder I wonder Which one of us is real