Doctor, my eyes have seen the years Through the slow parade of tears without crying Now I want to understand I have done all that I could To see the evil and the good without hiding You must help me if you can
Doctor my eyes Tell me what is wrong Was I unwise to leave them open for so long?
As I've wandered through this world As each moment has unfurled I've been waiting to awaken from this dream People go just where they will I never notice them until I've got this feeling That it's later than it seems
Doctor my eyes Tell me what is real I hear their cries Just saying "It's too late for me"
Doctor my eyes Cannot be disguised Is this the prize for having learned how not to cry?
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