Blind
“Blind”
If love is blind,
How can I see your face again?
Through the shadows in my mind
Can I hear the voice of my long lost friend?
A thousand times, I’ve hoped to see you one more time
And hold your hands gently between the two of mine
But sadly it seems
You’re only real, inside my dreams.
One glimpse of you is all I really need
To end this deep hollow feeling inside of me,
But pictures of the past are all I can see
And nothing is real but the memories.
Patience is a virtue so they say
But sometimes I think I can’t wait another day
To hear your laugh, to feel your touch
To know that you love me. Can’t you grant me that much?
When the world comes to an end and I see your shining face
I’ll believe there’s happiness on earth and that heaven is a perfect place
Copyright © Amy Stanley | Year Posted 2010
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