My Own Monster

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

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 girl's bed
Who's at the door?
Who's walking near?
Or has my imagination spilled?
This little girl all grown up still fears

Oh and I cry!
Oooh

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 suffereings?
Oh these images painted on my walls
They say there's a place that I can hide in the shadow of Your wings
Oh 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 me

Hold me close for
I'm so tired of holding myself
So very tired and tired,
tired and tired tired and tired, tired and tired
Ooohooohoooo
So sad 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
Ahaaa
Oh I'm so tired
Ooh I'm so tired
Oooohooo
Hold me me mee...