Hear

Here I am, in the dark, alone once again
My heart is aching, all I feel is this awful pain,
My eyes are dry with no more tears
I wonder why after all these years
A grown woman becomes a child;
all her hopes unreconciled.
She asks and cries but hears no word
She wonders if He's even heard
My heart is breaking, I can feel it
Who will take it? Who can heal it?
All she wants is to be held, she's not too old
Tried too long to be bold.
All she wants is to be told
"I love you, you are beautiful!"
She thinks at last she might be whole.
It's too much "I can't take this anymore!"
Then she hears a soft knock at the door.
Tripping and stumbling across the floor
Who could this be? Her visitor.
My hand on the knob, in my heart a great throb
Opening the door there is no one
And now I'm back where I begun...

"My child, my child, your heart is cold!
Let me touch it, make you bold
My child you are my everything
To me come close, all your pain bring.
You say you're looking for a father,
Well this Father is looking for another.
Daughter wont you please be mine?
I've wanted you; all this time."