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Standing in the doorway not even saying a word wondering where you'll go now it seems too late to turn around Staring out at nothing putting your hand to your hair as if to pull the courage to take that step and close the door How many times have stood here finding no words fighting back tears? How long will you stand in the cold hesitating at the threshold? Trying to move forward struggling chained to the past never moving onward the question begs to be asked: if you really want this what is it that makes you stay lingering forever day after day after day (chorus) One day in the future when you discover the strenth a new life will be waiting for you to take its first breath and then you will discover everything that came before was only preparation for the world that waits beyond the door How many times will you stand here finding no words fighting back tears? How long will you stand there in the cold hesitating at the threshold.