Deep within the heart
Inside that little secret place
Is a small world in part
Away from all scornful gaze
And voices that hurt and hate
My little world where I am
What I am, what I want to be

Queen of a kingdom or a state
A poignant woeful countenance
Heroine of a tragic drama’s fate
Poet, an artist, to sing and dance
Receiving accolades abundant
My little world where I am
What I am, what I want to be

Fantasies abound and flow
Hidden from scornful eyes
Bringing a blush and glow
Binding tight invisible ties
With reality and my fantasy
My little world where I am
What I am, what I want to be

Cringing from voices that pierce
Decrying such foolish fancies
Homing into the privacy of my soul
My cache of hopes and fears
A storehouse of my fantasies
My little world where I am
What I am, what I want to be

And then you came along
To care, to feel and share all
Turning sounds in the soul to song
Knowing my secrets and uncertainties all
Deepest emotions hidden inside
My little world where I am
What I am, what I want to be

And you lingered there in that
Little niche you settled into
To stay for ever comfortably
A comfort zone that
I cannot do without, sharing
My little world, where we can be
What we are, what we want to be