The Blind Man

Now on again I start weave
This long and complex tale
With twists and turns and ups and downs
My dreams have been my shield
I hear your voice but can not see
Will you lead this heart to home
With broken eyes and this cracked heart
I search your lovely tone
These recent steps were mine to take
An I took them all alone
O feel my whispers brush back your hair
To the window of your home
Now in my dreams I see your face
Like a man that once could see
For as long as we keep out of sight
A blind man I shall be
So hard I try but can not write
My heart is at a stop
I need a muse, some inspiration
Can you lend me just a thought?
A simple touch, a gentle whisper
Or even just a look
Would be enough for me to see
An gain back the heart you've took
I know my acts and who I am
An feel what I can be
On this next turn whether up or down
I hope that I can see