Room By Room - Shayfer James

If the keys in my hand

Turned a lock of your hair

I would walk through a glance

And I’d stop at the stare

Then I’d follow it down

To the very last step

And I’d wait by the room

Where your secrets are kept

Singing hmm

If you beckoned me in

I would hang my black hat

On a bottle of pain

By your hurricane lamp

Then I’d search every shelf

With that flame as my guide

And I’d burn every book

With a villain inside

Singing hmm

Then I’d march through the door

To you parlor of need

Where the glass on the floor

Would make weaker men bleed

But the weight of my words

Would turn slivers to dust

And I’d pace for as long as I live

If I must

Then tiptoe outside

I’d admire the hedge

And I’d climb up your walls

To the very top ledge

Then I’d pause for a time

And I’d look at your world

And I’d fashion a rhyme

For a lost little girl

Singing hmm