In The Eyes Of A Blind

horoscopes told me
that my love today is of highly kind
but I tell you what
I saw the hope in the eyes of a blind

walk in the streets
and see the smiles clustered together
I bet my luck in the zines
didn't get it so much that better

now, read to me
what did they tell you
about the pretty lass
or about dream chasing you
now, read to my ears
what laughs they made to you
superstition gives the light
or makes a smile into the view
but believe me when I say
I saw the hope in the eyes of the blind

people might cry
for a falling leaf of winter
some might laugh
for the shining sun of summer

how about him
who never saw the seasons
but with some feelings
just figured out those reasons

now, read to me
what did they tell you
about the pretty lass
or about that dream chasing you
now, read to my ears
what laughs they made to you
superstition gives the light
or makes a smile into the view
but believe me when I say
I saw the hope in the eyes of the blind

you can damn your luck
for a sick morning or whatever
and there might be days
you can wish for one clover

but remember, just remember
there is someone who never listened
and 'voice' he has not
in his dictionary got not to be listed

now, read to me
what did they tell you
about the pretty lass
or about that dream chasing you
now, read to my ears
what laughs they made to you
superstition gives the light
or makes a smile into the view
but believe me when I say
I saw the hope in the eyes of the blind

by Taher Shemaly

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