Caring back

Hey you, closet kid,
Wrapped up in your room
I'm knocking on your door right now
Here, outside your tomb.
When I last checked, you were no mummy
No cadaver wrapped in thread
So please, sometime, give me a sign
That you're something more than dead.

Hey you, lighthouse keeper,
On your island, all alone
I'm rowing towards your lukewarm light
To find why you atone.
Whatever you have done or said
Means not a damn to me
Open up, come back to land,
There's a world you ought to see.

Hey you, shy recluse,
Hiding in the hills
I'm calling out into your cave
And it sure ain't for thrills.
I've come to say you should come out
Into my warm embrace
Leave your cold stones and silent sticks
I know a better place

Where've you gone,
You lightning bug,
You traffic light too long?
Where've you gone,
You coy chameleon,
What have we done wrong?

Where've you gone

But not forgotten.
No, you're well remembered here
The one who got away
Who never wrote
Never called
Never cared
The one who thought we're all the same
We won't notice when you're gone
We won't notice when we say your name
And some stranger takes it on
Some stranger silence
Than the one we knew before.

Was it us who drove you away?
Did we smother?
Did we squeeze?
Did we try to cage you up and make you sing?
You really should have told us
Told us to back off
Told us to back up
Told us you'd be back for us
Come back for us, someday

Or perhaps you drove yourself
Into your far off land
Is it a vacation?
I just can't understand!
Did you need to rest awhile,
Or perhaps you're just afraid?
You know that you don't have to fear
The friendships that you've made.

You know, right?
Can you hear us calling?
Can you hear us crying?
Can you hear us caring?
Can you hear our pleas, our plights, our prayers?
We miss you
We need you
We love you
Love you
Love you
Love you
Talk to us!
Tell us what's wrong
What we can do to make your days
All right
All bright
All light
We'll send your dark away
Or hold your hand
Til the sun comes back again.

All you have to do is ask.

Hey you, holy hermit,
Up there in the sky
Your children would just like to ask
For your reason why.
Why you don't return the love
We send to you each day,
Why you never do respond
To the prayers that we say,
Why you seem to be afraid
To give us what we lack,
Do you fear that if you do
We'd end up

Caring back?