Can you see me, can you see?
I wonder if you may..
For even I'm not sure
Just who I am today.
Do you know me, do you know?
What child might lurk inside?
Who I really am?
Can Anne come out and hide?
Do ya really wanna find me?
Why do I stay away?
'Cause in my warm, safe place..
My true self won't fly astray.
Win me over and defeat me?
Bring me out to play?
I don't wanna play your games..
So here is where I'll stay.
Will you care, care about me?
If I decide to come on out?
Or will you just abuse me...
And slap me all about?
Do ya really wanna know me?
Then you'll have to come on in...
'Cause I ain't coming out there...
No...not without a friend.
Do ya love me, do ya love?
Then you should know my fear.
Is met not with pure joy,
But is covered in a tear.
A desire to come out..
To show I do exist..
But not to play the games..
On that, I can't subsist.
Can ya tell me, go on and tell me?
You wanna try and meet?
Meet me in the middle?
Accomplish such a feat?
Do you care enough to try?
And reach out with a hand?
To help me out, not force me?
Of this self-imposed quicksand?
Is it safe, safe to show?
Who I really wanna be?
Not just in here alone...
But outside can I be me?
Maybe I will come...
If your hand is one I trust...
Then I may reveal myself...
It'd be my choice, and not a must.
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