Will you meet me in my hollow place Where my shadows stand watch, Silent and grim? We can sit and have tea-- The lightness of the scones and conversation will push the shadows by. I can pretend you love me. Will you decorate my hollow place Where I crouch cold in corners, Shuddering scared? You can hold me quiet-- The tenderness and strength you bring will soothe this hurting child. Maybe somehow you'll love me. Will you explore with me my hollow place Where lights flicker distant, Beckoning bright? I can take your hands-- The happiness I feel with you will laugh cobwebs aside. I'll discover how you love me.