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. (Repeat) 

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! 

CHORUS(2x) 

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. 

CHORUS(4x) <br />
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			     Thanks to Razvan