The Door

I've heard the sound of my dear old mama crying
 And the sound of the train that took me off to war
 The awful sound of a thousand bombs exploding
 And I wondered if I could take it anymore
 There were times when they almost drove me crazy
 But I did my best and took it like a man
 And who would think in my lonely room I'd hear it
 The one sound in the world my heart can't stand
 To hear that sound and to know its really over
 Through tear stained eyes I watched her walk away
 And of earthquakes, storms and guns and war
 Lord, nothing has ever hurt me more than that lonely sound
 The closing of the door
 And of earthquakes, storms and guns and war
 Lord, nothing ever hurt me more than that lonely sound
 The closing of the door...