I see you. I do. I see pain in those eyes. It has sat there for your life time, trapped in the confusion we all carry. I see love too, the love you would have given were it not for the scars. It’s still there baby, and one day I will set you free. I’m not perfect, yet I love you, and I know what love means. Give me a chance to find my feet, to stop my own head from spinning and I’ll prove it. There is so much of your life that is a hell for your soul, and you stay there from strength rather than weakness I know. So let me join you in that pain, walk with you, feel the same torture I know you bare. And one day I’ll find just the right way to bring you home, my love.