There is a door in my house,
There is a black door in my house,
It is scratched and old,
And something just seems a bit odd. about it...
No one dares to go behind it,
No one dares to touch it,
No one dares to open it,
Apart from me...
What’s that door hiding from me,
My mind often wonders,
I don’t believe in magic,
But what if it is...
...MAGICAL...
Well won’t we see,
In just a few mom...