who s that by your front door by first light and last who s that man heart in hand sleepin in your grass in a coat of young frustration with unfed appetite lock the door christina i m standin on your porch tonight who s that by your front door we all thought he died who s that man knee deep in sand waitin on the tide with an atlas and a ladder undaunted from the height lock the door christina i m standin on your porch tonight who else ever cared who else ever tried who s that man come to stand right by your cryin side courageless but honest my empty arms invite lock the door christina i m standin on your porch tonight destined to misuse you determined to do you right lock the door christina lock the door christina better lock that door christina i m standin on your porch tonight