Blind Love
Well there was a time I believed in something called love
it ran through my heart, my soul, my mind
such a foolish man I was to believe in something so blind
for I had seen love when I looked into her eyes
it was her who was blind for in me she saw nothing
not even a single tear I shed
all alone I realized that love is nothing more than a child's fantasy
all I have too show from my quest of love is
my broken heart, my jaded soul, and my diminished mind
now I leave this world with only one thing to say
love that is blind is not always a love that can be shared.
it ran through my heart, my soul, my mind
such a foolish man I was to believe in something so blind
for I had seen love when I looked into her eyes
it was her who was blind for in me she saw nothing
not even a single tear I shed
all alone I realized that love is nothing more than a child's fantasy
all I have too show from my quest of love is
my broken heart, my jaded soul, and my diminished mind
now I leave this world with only one thing to say
love that is blind is not always a love that can be shared.
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