Way down deep inside of ME.
There lies another living being.
Someone that knows ME very deep.
And, sometimes talks to ME in my sleep.
Someone that guides ME day by day.
And, helps ME along my hurried way.
When I’m feeling all alone.
In my heart, I search and roam.
For that person I never really see.
But, I know, lives deep down, inside of ME.
Bridget Knox (Written in 1980)