No One Would Listen

No one would listen 
No one but her 
Heard as the outcast hears. 
Shamed into solitude 
Shunned by the multitude 
I learned to listen 
In my dark, my heart heard music. 
I longed to teach the world 
Rise up and reach the world 
No one would listen 
I alone could feel 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 as the outcast hears 
No one would listen 
No one but her 
Heard as the outcast hears...