Door کے بول

There is a door to me I've never seen it Sometimes I get closer to it But I've never found it At twilight, I almost had it But then the night fell And I looked out at the dark and wondered How could I have lost it? Then, one night, at the park I saw it With my cheek in the dirt I couldn't move underneath the dark But at least I finally found it Cried out a creak and opened To show me what's beyond it A hopeless violence I named it love