Hold the door, hold the door
Played to eleven people for nine years and writes every song for eighty thousand anyway
the numbers
- bpm
- 129
- key
- A# major
- energy
- 0.70
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.49
- vocal at
- 3.8s
- length
- 3:36
- language
- En
lyrics
Boots in the puddle by the bus stop wall Nine-fifteen on the screen, I let you call Your coat got soaked by the Co-op sign I said, “Go on in,” but you stayed in line Hands on the rail, you shook the cold away You laughed, “I’m fine,” but I heard you say I’ll wait right here, let the others go first By the dripping curb, you took the worst Hold the door, hold the door Hold the door, hold the door You stood in the rain for me You stood in the rain for me Hold the door, hold the door Taxi splash on the corner by the chippy light Wet hair on your brow, and your trainers white I saw your name on the fog of the glass You stayed outside till the last car passed I had the key and I turned it slow You nodded once, said, “You can go” But you kept your place by the iron gate Like you knew my heart could wait Hold the door, hold the door Hold the door, hold the door You stood in the rain for me You stood in the rain for me Hold the door, hold the door When the world got loud and the night ran thin You were out there while I went in Now every drop on the pavement sings Of the first small thing that kindness brings Hold the door, hold the door Hold the door, hold the door You stood in the rain for me You stood in the rain for me Hold the door, hold the door