Saw your picture in the paper
And I see you’ve married good
And I know that he can give you
All the things I never could

But I know that he can’t give you
What you need most of all
So the door is always open
And the light’s on in the hall

Yes, the door is always open
And the light’s on in the hall
And you know that I’ll be waiting
If you ever come to call

When night falls on that mansion
And you’re lying in his bed
When he begs you for attention
Will you think of me instead?

When he reaches out to touch you
Is your face turned to the wall?
Well the door is always open
And the light’s on in the hall

Yes, the door is always open
And the light’s on in the hall
And you know that I’ll be waiting
If you ever come to call

Yes, the door is always open
And the light’s on in the hall
And you know that I’ll be waiting