Revolving door

We start outside looking in
He takes a step, I take a step
Like the foot prints when you dance
We fallow step by step

In one turn
I walk in
He walks out

It turns again
I walk out he walks in


Like flamenco dancing
Sharp, hard we turn

Stepping in stepping out
We seek each other only to push away

As it turns I start to cry
He on the other hand is thorn apart

Inside I forget to breath, the walls closing in
I can see him and I scream
As he smiles he walks out
Untouched with his pride, he can breath

It turns, I am back in
It turns, I am out
It turns, he is in
It turns, he is out
Never to meet

It turns, this time I walk away