Can loneliness feel like a curse you must break?
(A lone voice whispers)
I'm not going to hide away in the dark.
Never going to hide in that Red Room.
An old stranger walking alone to the tomb.
Just lost in life's many strange parks.
For I've learned to love all my scars. I just need someone to love me, for I've walked so far.
For in their eyes, I know I'll come alive.
No longer locked in an old cage filled with rage.
I know there'll be somewhere out there just for us before I turn to dust.
To help me get my life back.
Say yes and take off my mask.
No more apologies. No more invisible tears as we go through new gears.
So I'm never going to hide away in the dark.
Never going to hide away in that Red Room.
An old stranger walking alone.
Lost in life's many strange parks.
For I've learned to love all my scars, and I just need someone to love.
For I've walked so far and in their eyes I'll come alive.
No longer locked in an old cage filled and burning with rage.
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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