Find me here and Hold my hand
it’s Late and I’m Afraid.
The world is Wider than I thought;
sometimes I wish I’d stayed.
Call my name and Search for me
I’m Waiting to be Found.
The road ahead’s a Lonely one,
more Echo than true Sound.
Be my Guide and bring me Home:
I’m Longing to arrive.
I Lost my way some years ago
yet somehow still Survived.
