I hear your cries my child when the tears won't come
I know the things that haunt you, I know what they've done.
I hear the silent prayers of your heart
I know the things that weigh you down.
I see beyond the fake smile and I see a frown.

I hear the awful things they say about you and I see the scars they have left
I know you're afraid to let me in cause you think I can't handle your mess.

"Come to me"I beckon you from the shores
Come my beloved and thirst no more.