Doctor, my eyes have seen the years,
Through the slow parade of tears wtihout crying,
Now I want to understand,
I have dane all that I could
To see evil and the good without hiding,
You must help me if you can
Doctor My Eyes
Tell me what is wrong
Was I unwise to leave them open for so long?
As I've wandered through this world
As each moment has unfurled,
I've been waiting to awaken from this dream,
I never notice them until I got this feeling,
That its later that it seems,
Doctor My Eyes
Tell me what is real
I hear cries
Just saying "Its' too late for me",
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Doctor My Eyes
Cannot be disguised
Is this the prize for having learned how not to cry?
