like stars up in a clouded skynI stand obscured from viewnwhith shining eyes that did not lienI turn the pages for younthe silent shadow in the nightnI smile before I stealnbehind locked doors in emptinessnI am the things you donnnow I am your only friendnyou must love the chameleonnnnot child, not man, no living thingnyou have no time for restnno thoughts no words to comfortnyounno smile or soft caressnI am the rock the wishing wellnthe secret to your fearnthe lighted candle burning brightnthe call from distant yearsnnnow I am your only friendnyou must love the chameleon