|To look and really see you is to know that you are hiding.
where do you go when I look for you?
How am I to follow one who does not want to be followed?
The pain is there yet it is blanketed by a mask that you put on for all to see.
I want to be the one you let see the real you.
Let me hold you. Let me love you. Let me in.
You don't have to hide anymore. I have my secrets also.
I will let you see me, I will let you love me, I will let you in.
I need to be held, loved and found.
Take off the mask that you hide behind and I will take mine off.