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 close, for I'm so tired of holding myself
So very tired and tired, tired and tired
Just hold me

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
Ooh and I cry

Hold me close, for I'm so tired of holding myself
So very tired and tired, tired and tired
Just hold, hold me close, for I'm so tired of holding myself
So very tired and tired, tired and tired
Just hold me

Where can I go, where can I hide, from these evil sufferings
Ooh, these images painted on my walls
They say there's a place, that I can hide, in the shadow of your wings
Ooh Lord, bring me, to this place of refuge
No more tears

So hold me close, for I'm so tired of holding myself
So very tired and tired, tired and tired
Just hold, hold me close, for I'm so tired of holding myself
So very tired and tired, tired and tired and tired and tired and tired and tired, oohh
So tired and tired, tired an tired
Just holdhold me close, for I'm so tired of holding myself
So very tired and tired, tired and tired, oohh

Oohh yeah, I'm so tired
Oohh, I'm so tired
Oohh, yeahh, yeahh, yeahh