Ooh, the door is mine Midnight showed a broken city Shaking underneath the rain She sent her kindness through the darkness And whispered every stranger’s name I can carry someone’s sorrow Without surrendering my flame A tear is not permission A thought is not a prophecy My heart can open to another While I still hold the key The door is mine, the choice is mine I choose the love I welcome in No passing shadow owns my future No fear will write the life I live I accept that I am worthy My no will guard my soul At an empty station, anger Trembled in a stranger’s hand She felt compassion, saw the danger But did not call that moment fate She cried for help into the silence The blade fell ringing to the ground No child invites the earth to thunder No gentle heart creates the storm Compassion is not an invitation To be abandoned, blamed, or harmed We cannot choose each wave that finds us But we can choose the hands we hold The door is mine, the life is mine I choose the light I welcome in I can love this wounded world Without accepting every grief I accept the dawn before me I am not too small to glow My yes will bloom like springtime And my no will still mean no No fear will write my final line I accept this life as mine My heart is open The door is mine
