Some walk in
Some walk out
With a strong wind it shudders,
Under rain it stands
And take the glorious summer heat
I Have seen it for a decade now,
Second to my room, thats my place i like,
Its the area near the door, its the one through the gate!
Yes, the gate, an opening to my world
My precious world,
Keeps us safe, keeps us strong
I know, it knows who is right and who is wrong
It welcomes the nice, fights the vice
And yes it flirts with another one beside!
The tiny black gate, guarding my fortress!
Keeps us safe..keeps us strong!