20 years
There's a note underneath the front door that I wrote twenty years agoYellow paper and a faded pictureAnd a secret in an envelope
There's no reasonsNo excusesThere's no secondhand alibisJust some black ink on some blue lines and a shadow you won't recognize
MmmMmmMmmMmmMmmMmmMmm
And if it means I'll be waiting for twenty years and twenty moreI'll be praying for redemption and your note underneath my doorAnd your note underneath my door