I turn my head, there´s nothing there All I own is my thoughts for my fears I close the door to keep out the bad I plug my ears to keep out these fears
And I cry
So hold me close For I´m so tired of holding myself So very tired and tired Tired and tired Just hold me
I listen to these voices Or is it this house that´s giving me chills As I lie upon this little girls bed? Who´s at the door? Who´s walking near? Or has my imagination spilled? This little girl all grown up still fears
Oh, and I cry
So hold me close
For I´m so tired of holding myself So very tired and tired Tired and tired Just hold me
Where can I go, where can I hide From these evil sufferings? Oh, these images painted on my walls They say there´s a place that I can Hide in the shadow of your wings Oh Lord, bring me to this place of refuge
No more tears
So hold me close For I´m so tired of holding myself So very tired and tired Tired and tired