Unseen

You're unaware that I am here

Objects appear and disappear

I'd like to tiptoe through your mind

But scared of things that I might find

They tell me I don't know

While I say to them I know

More than I show

But I can't explain it

It's like a blackout, like a strike

Everything's silent, all is white

You always watch me and I watch you

Process in all you do

And if you let me in

I won't cause a stir

I trace your fragile skin

And you like it so

Then not to complain

You'd be handsome

And you'd never turn your back again

The calm before the storm

There's a pattern here

You tell me I am warm

As I taste your fear

I'll be the one that stays

I'll be handsome

And I'll never turn my back again