| Everyone’s life is bittersweet
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| It’s a door that opens wide
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| And no man can call himself complete
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| 'Til he’s seen it from both sides
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| This door swings both ways
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| It’s marked 'in' and 'out'
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| Some days you’ll want to cry
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| And some days you will shout
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| This door swings both ways
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| It goes back and forth
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| In comes a southern breeze
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| Or a cold wind from the north
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| This door swings both ways
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| Lets in joy and pain
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| In comes the morning sun
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| And then the evening rain
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| This door swings both ways
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| Lets in dark and light
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| Every day you make the choice
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| To let in wrong or right
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| When shadows fall
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| You must prepare yourself for sunshine
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| For everything there is an end
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| And so my friend you must be brave
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| This door swings both ways
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| Which one will it be?
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| Will we live in happiness
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| Or dwell in misery?
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| This door swings both ways
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| Lets in earth and sky
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| Make the most of livin'
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| If you’re not prepared to die
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| Make the most of livin'
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| If you’re not prepared to die |