Open

I am Down the road and up the hill I wait for you still Wires 'round my fingers Potentially lovely Perpetually human Suspended and open Open Open I am Through the woods and past the trains I wait here in vain Scrubbing out the stains again Potentially lovely Perpetually human Suspended and open Open Open In a night, the snow starts falling And everybody stares Through their windows at the streetlights Too beautiful to see I am In a room I've built myself Four straight walls One floor One ceiling And day after day, I wake up feeling Day after way feeling, feeling Potentially lovely Perpetually human Suspended and open Open Open Open Open up Your eyes And then --- Open - Regina Spektor