Even you can see the springtime,
Without the sun to shine,
Even you can see beyond the dark world,
Even through an abyss of dark swirls.
Even you, as twisted as you are,
Can see the world without the scars,
Even you can see another day,
Brighter than the lips can say.
Even you can see a hope of tomorrow,
A day without sadness, or sorrow,
Even you, as blind as you may be,
See the world as others may see.
Even you can see the flowers, dancing in the wind,
Pure flowers who’ve never sinned,
Even you, as oblivious as is possible,
In specks of dust sees something not so dull.
Though, it all seems to be true,
Even blind people see better than you.
