Even If I Were Blind
Even if I were blind
I’d use my touch to find my way to your side
An evil cataract may cloud my sight
I’d turn my ear to hear your voice that set my mind alight
The thumping heart beat was not because I could see
You shone so bright, it blinded poor me
Poor me fell hard to an unclimbable pit
Now, my heart is struck by cupid’s blinding hit
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