The Blind Man

Can you hear a blind man say I wish I could love
Or can you hear a lover say I wish I could see
Or have you ever bled and tried to hide wounds
So no one could see your pain
I'm tired of hiding
I'm tired of hiding
Have you ever seen a bird fly
Have you ever seen the sun shine
Have you ever held something beautiful knowing that it will eventually die
I'm tired of waiting
I'm tired of waiting