Please take me out and look at me
Be careful, if you dare.
I’m in the box covered up with locks stamped:
HANDLE ME WITH CARE.

Please, won’t you stop to look at me?
You’ve got the only key.
I’ve been shut up for oh, so long
And need so to be free

I am your own true feelings
Hidden deep inside
Please strip me of my peelings
No longer need to hide.

I want so to be your friend
For you to understand
And I’ll help you to heal and mend
When you take me by the hand

And look at me with honesty
And hear my words so true
And care for me with tenderness
Because I live in you.