Текст песни Beleza Americana - Open the Door

Open the door, dear. I must get in your heart! You're making it hard to be true So please, come open the door, dear And then, perhaps, you'll find you've had me on your mind. No matter how you tried to avoid me, you can't get away so easy If you will not come to me I'll come to you Open the door, please. Why make me beg and beg? Why torture me like this? Can't you see, I've got love, plenty love to give you. I've got love, lots of love to give to you. I've got love...