Knock, Knock the first thing I hear every morning
No matter if I'm sad or happy it always comes back
Knock..knock..could mean happiness or trouble
Even if I don't want It to come
I don't know really why it always comes it never wants
To leave no matter what I do
Knock..knock..if I had anything in the world
I would want it to go away
But then where would I be without it
I would have no one or anything that cares
Yes I have friends but without it who would really care
Knock..knock..i guess without it their really wouldn't be life
It's the first thing I hear and the only thing that stays
Knock..knock..yes I've heard you and im almost their

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