• Someone is crying,
    Shouting a name,
    People are passing,
    Places to go.

    Someone is saying "Sorry,"
    Saying "It will be alright,"
    But no one is searching,
    Searching for the one lost child,
    Deep in a forest.

    I can hear breathing,
    I can hear crying,
    I can hear laughter,
    I can hear a heartbeat,
    I can hear me.

    Still there is one lost child,
    One lost soul,
    Searching and searching,
    Never finding home.

    Still wandering,
    Still singing the same tune,
    those same words,
    Still searching.

    Never full,
    Never coming back,
    To the lost child,
    Still singing,
    that empty tune.