A winters d ay in a deep and dark december
I am alo ne gazing from my window to the
streets below on a
freshly fallen si lent shroud of snow
I am a ro ck I am an island
Ive built wal ls a fort ress deep and
mig hty that none may penetra te
I have no need of friendship
friendship causes pain
Its laughter and its lov ing I disdain
Dont talk of lov e Ive hea rd the
word bef ore Its sleeping in my mem ory
I wont disturb the slumber of feelings
that have died
if I never loved I nev er would have cried
I have my boo ks and my poe try to prot ect me
I am shielded in my ar mor
hiding in my room safe within my womb
I touch no one and n o one touches me
And a rock feels no pain
and an island never cries
