It probably doesn't matter no more

Closing doors have shut me in

It probably doesn't matter no more

Closing doors have shut me in

No exit, outlet, no escape

No way to feel the wind, no way

And as a car backs off my drive

Feeling isn't great but I know I'll be there

Love my dear

When you hit, oh when you hit your first big groove

First, first

When you feel, when you, oh

When you hit, when you

When you hit your first big groove

No exit, outlet, no escape

No way to feel the wind, no way

And as a car backs off my drive

Feeling isn't great but I know I'll be there

Love my dear

When you hit, oh when you hit your first big groove

First, first

When you feel, when you, oh

When you hit, when you

When you hit your first big groove

When you feel, when you, oh

When you hit, when you

When you hit your first big groove