The lies I have are full of dreams,
The goals I have are very far;
I cannot help the way I think,
You cannot help the way you are
But as the crocus floats in bloom,
You soar out where the sun meets sky;
And if I stare too long at you
My heart goes blind, and so do I
I love this. I’ve been known to go blind…..:) I got my sight back though, lol.
Thank goodness. We can’t all go blind with infatuation.