She Started a New Life

There’s an old worn out hall with an old worn out rug, 
Covering the old worn out floor,
To an old withered keyhole with an old rusted key, 
On a beaten decrepit old door,

And this door is her chance to create a new world, 
A new world that isn’t defined,
By the old of the past that she once lived within, 
This old world she’s now leaving behind,

And stepping right through to a new door of a life, 
And watching the sun shine on in,
Watching her world become something completely different, 
For her new life now to begin,

And all it took was a new take on life, 
To open the door with the key,
To start her life all over again, 
And be happy, full of music, and free.

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