It's My Soul

If I call a thousand times
and all I see are shadows
with only sounds of ricochets
and echoes.... to be heard -
what more should be said
if all you do is hide-away
then there's nothing left to say.

But when you hear the voices
in the darkness of the night
those shadows.....
are no longer yours - but mine
as it's my soul
which now reflects the light.