White Moth Black Butterfly - The Sage

What if I found the hidden door?
Would you run, or shy away once more?
The pressure that builds inside is real
My heart is torn, but you're not to blame

You've been taking far too long
The scent you leave behind, so strong
Uncertain eyes could do no wrong, do no wrong

What if I found the hidden door?
Would you run, or shy away once more?
The pressure that builds inside is real
My heart is torn, but you're not to blame

What if I found the hidden door?
Would you run, or shy away once more?
The pressure that builds inside is real
My heart is torn, but you're not to blame

You've been taking far too long
The scent you leave behind, so strong
Uncertain eyes could do no wrong, do no wrong

What if I found the hidden door?
Would you run, or shy away once more?
The pressure that builds inside is real
My heart is torn, but you're not to blame
But you're not to blame

What if I found the hidden door?
Would you run, or shy away once more?
The pressure that builds inside is real
My heart is torn, but you're not to blame
But you're not to blame