I don't know quite what's happening

and my eyes don't see too clear;

all I know is I need you here,

if only to shield me from the mood of the world

and hold me and say it doesn't matter....

but I'm like a child whose dreams are shattered,



Crowding round me: images of broken thought,

lines of my life now overgrown.

All I can feel is I'm so alone,

without even your bright eyes to reach into my mind

and say that in my life I've done right,

and I'm like a moonchild in the sunlight.



So cast your thoughts upon me, wherever you are,

that I may feel you close beside me

and hold your hand, for you to guide me

through all these catacombs which freeze me

with their touch;

unknowing, knowing so much, my mind cries out

and I'm like a child when the light's out



With a child's fear of the dark