Knock Knock

There’s someone knocking on my door

They don’t really know what for

Friendship with Jesus Christ

Someone will knock twice

I will open up in a thrice

Because I am full of love and very nice

Blow my trumpet

Yes I am a bit of crumpet

Angels on high

Fly with my eagle

Always and forever

No dream it is true

Tomorrow I will be the same

Celebration my game

Yes I am alive

Into hot water I dive

Angels all around me

Free, free, FREE

Love eternally