Your Screen Door

Lyrics for Your Screen Door

I grabbed my things and rode to your place I knew you'd be there, four twenty three On your porch swing talking with me And I'm thinking, "What am I doing?" This is killing me, I'm dying quietly Four twenty three I heard your name and thought I'd stop by Cut open your screen door, sneak in slow Just to say hello to you And see how you've been doing without me Call you and see how you've Doing without me