• If Love could see,
    and look at me,
    to learn what I have given.
    He would see,
    the ropes on me,
    that held me so love driven.
    But Love is blind,
    and I don't mind,
    for screams is all I gain.
    For Love is blind,
    He doesn't mind,
    to give out all this pain.
    Yet, if Love could see,
    and look at me,
    He would surely smile.
    For he would see,
    His Love in me,
    and knew it was worthwhile...