You brush past, I can feel your intense
sorrow, the hurt you bury deep inside.
You may have shut your heart from the
world, but you can't continue to hide.
I see you, I sense you, feel your desire
to break down and just be human again.
Yet you've convinced yourself that you're
better off shutting out the world till the end.
You may think you're unlovable, incapable
of ever feeling like you belong anywhere, alone. . .
I see you, I know you, more than you'll ever
understand, I am your longing soul.