Inner child

There is a wounded child inside of me
He looks scared and grasping for air
He's deeply hurt and feels alone
He feels unwanted and not belong

His voice has been cut
He has been shut down
He has been hiding behind a couch
In silence, stays still, in a transparent will
Not to be found, not to be found!
Not to be found, not to be found, not to be found, not to be found, not to be found, not to be found, not to be found, not to be found

He sees that he's hurt
He thinks it's his fault
When adults are angry and grouch
It's hard to be a child! It's hard to be a child!
In a world that is so aloud

He's grown his strength
He's found his heart to love himself and those who were loud
He's found his passions. He's found his voice
To sing makes him tender and nourished with sound
Nourished with sound, nourished with sound, nourished with sound, nourished with sound, nourished with sound, nourished with sound, nourished with sound, nourished with sound

There is a wondrous child inside of me
He looks strong and breathing full air
He's deeply aware and feels whole
He feels loved and belong
Loved and belong, loved and belong, loved and belong, loved and belong, loved and belong, loved and belong, loved and belong, loved and belong
OhOhOh, OhOhOh