"Love is patient,love is kind,love is generous..." Love is blind
Blind as a bat as a matter of fact,that it is said to be true
What more factual a statement
Which all together makes me blue
Justice is blind,of this I am sure
But love is another story I have come to know
On my window pane I sit and watch a weiry travelor
Will he be mine someday?
Or will he disappear like the other?
Many a man have my eyes seen
But none to me were important enough and all away I did send
Till one day he comes around
Around an unexpected corner of the street at the end
Claiming him as if my own before we met he was mine to own
We spoke our hellos,how are yous and goodbyes
So for now he is gone
But in my heart and for sure in his
We both know he won't be gone for long
