The Chameleon
Christopher Bailey, Ed Keupper
Like stars up in a clouded sky
I stand obscured from view
With shining eyes that did not lie
I turn the pages for you
The silent shadow in the night
I smile before I steal
Behind locked doors, in emptiness
I am the things you do
Now, I am your only friend
You must love the chameleon
Not child, not man, no living thing
You have no time for rest
No thoughts, no words to comfort you
No smile or soft caress
I am the rock, the wishing well
The secret to your fear
The lighted candle burning bright
The call from distant years
Now, I am your only friend
You must love the chameleon
Now, I am your only friend
You must love the chameleon
I said, now, I am your only friend
Oh, you must love the chameleon
Oh, no