No one would listen

No one but her

Heard as the outcast hears



Shamed into solitude

Shunned by the multitude

I learned to listen

In my dark, my heart heard music



I long to teach the world

Rise up and reach the world

No one would listen

I alone could hear the music



Then at last, a voice in the gloom

Seemed to cry "I hear you;

I hear your fears,

Your torment and your tears"



She saw my loneliness

Shared in my emptiness

No one would listen

No one but her

Heard as the outcast hears



No one would listen

No one but her

Heard as the outcast hears