I hear you

My dear one, I see your loneliness. I want to share in your emptiness. I will listen. Sing to me...

 

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. 

(Phantom of the Opera)