Im Not Blind - Presto Ballet

Looking out the window my day is not the same*\nTaking time, my hand out to feel the rain\nCompeting with the thunder, the music and the sound\nIt’s as if I’m under the spell in which I drowned\nHearing my mouth the words come out, the future’s in my eyes\nHow come I fear the things I need to try? I need to try…\nPeople around they let me down\nI hold them all at bay\nEven though I know I love them anyway\nHard to see things close to me, lose that part with age\nI’m out of style with the way I fly\nRealizing I’m not blind all the time\nRealizing I’m not blind\nToo tight the rope I slide out on is my superstitious mind\nLooking up balance restored is me or the divine\nPermit my eyes to form the tears that wash away the pain\nBelieving more than I can see and realizing I’m not blind all the time\nRealizing I’m not blind all the time\nRealizing I’m not blind\nWonder why the stars shine carry lovely light\nSo far, yet so clear gets me winning all the time\nYou can keep the crying but you can’t keep the tears\nWhat will really matter after all these years\nWhen we’re through and dying, the fact remains the same\nThe grace that we were given cannot be retained