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
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