I only see your side of things
through the eyes of Stevie Wonder
and it is just like what he sings;
but I can't be blind to your blunders.
I will still try hard to ignore
all the trouble that you can cause
even though I always swore
not to play victim to someone's flaws.
Perhaps I would be better blind
so that I may never be bruised
by a beauty that is unkind
and my eyes may not be misused.
Lately I've had the strangest feeling
that honesty is passing me by.
I don't know what your eyes are concealing
because mine always start to cry.
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