Holding

I`m standing here and hoping for you Holding my door open for you now Ask just what you will of me I`ll bend just like a willow tree And now I`m holdin` Holdin` my door open to the wind Well seven times she came to me And each time seemed the same to me She knows just what to ask me now And I can`t help but wonder how And now I`m holdin` Holdin` my door open before the wind I wrote my name upon the sands With questioningly weary hands The tide arose and answered me And washed my name into the sea And now I`m holdin` Holdin` my door open before the wind