I'll let you in on a little secret
There is none
I'll tell  you where to travel
Right here
I'll let you hold my hands
Buy I have none
I'll even go so far
To let you peek
I'll let you open the door
With no knobs
I'll let you buy dinner
At a vacant deli
I'll let you stare into my eyes
With eyes closed
I'll wash your back for you
With only air
I'll tell you a great story
Not written yet