No one would listen
No one, but her
Heard the outcast hears

Shamed into solitude
Shunned by the multitude
I learned to listen
In my dark, my heart heard the music
I long to teach the world
Rise up and reach the world
No one would listen
I alone could hear the music
Then, at last a voice in the gloom
Seemed to cry "I hear you"
I hear your fears, your torment and your tears
She saw my loneliness
Shared in my emptiness

No one would listen
No one, but her
Heard the outcast hears

No one would listen
No one, but her
Heard the outcast hears