Won't you walk through the door Won't you take the time to talk Everyone is cutting up paper They have glue and glitter A heart that opens, a heart that closes And paper mache Remember when we got together And unfolded board games? Realizing that everyone is shouting We are at a wild party Some are dancing and others are talking Some are dancing while they're talking When I was younger, I had me a fortune teller friend She told me about my future It always started when Black stallion in an open field Thunder and lightening and it all seems too real And then right at that moment She'd clap her hands and ask me how I feel Realizing that everyone is shouting We are at a loud party Some are dancing and others are talking Some are dancing while they're talking Won't you walk through the door Won't you take the time to talk Remember when this magic was magical Before the magic turned dull