Stumbling

2007

Okay.
Let me dry my eyes;
we'll try it again.
Tell me;
take me back to where it starts.

What would You say
if I couldn't see it?
What if the only thing I see
doesn't even matter?
Would You make allowance?
Would You give me your eyes?
Would You walk away?
Would You move it closer?

I want to go with You.
Let me dry my eyes.
I want to see it --
maybe I can pretend.
I want to love You;
I want to watch You smile.

Would it be worth it
to You
to be loved
blind?