Tell me, do you like what you see?
Because I think my friends are sick of me

Talk to me not because I am afraid
Talk to me not because I am always there
Talk to me still because you are my friend
Talk to me, because we'll stay till the end.

I wish you hope and joy profound
I wish your life in love surround
Yet you wish me naught for when ye do pray,
You wish me go far far away.

I'll say it once, I'll say it twice,
You do believe I've a heart of ice
Yet I'll say it once and I'll say it twice-
Who stays with you through your endless cries?

But fear not for soon I'm gone
Gone away from here, before too long
Before the sun goes down and the fog sets in
Gone from everywhere but within.

The End

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