Eyes of the soul

I was born in a rainy winter
With the silence of my eyes
I tried to figure out the things
But didn’t find the answers

I used to cry, in the arms of anyone
But I could feel the love

I am blind, but I see with my soul
I can try, but I fear this world
The colors come and go

The sounds were my only world
And the colors black and white
I liked to hear the children’s laughter
I wish I could see their faces

I used to cry, for this dark world
I didn’t realize its beauty

I am blind, but I see with my soul
I can try, but I fear this world
The colors come and go

In my prayers I beg for foresight
My reason to live is this desire

I am blind, but I see with my soul
I can try, but I fear this world
The colors come and go