Turn to me, don't turn me away.
When everything's said and done,
when you're looking for somewhere to run,
why don't you turn to me.
Turn to me.

Turn to me when the moon get's too cold.
Turn to me, when the story's been told.
When everything's dim and grey,
when you've hidden the rainbow away.
Why don't you turn to me...

Now that Christmas is here.
I'll shatter your fears and if you want
the secrets of mine, turn to me and read
these lonely, lonely eyes