Locked Doors - Graham Coxon

Locked doors, rose red, locked doors, half dead

I see your face so clean in my space

And I want to believe that I hold the key to me

Locked doors, release, locked doors, my peace

Let me retrieve, help me never leave

Cause I’d like to believe that I got the key in me

Locked doors inside, locked doors, all mine

I see hard times in me subside

But I’ve got to believe that I got the key to me