Give Me Back My Sight
HANK LINDERMAN, TIMOTHY B. SCHMIT
See the sunlight slipping in
through my window once again
Now another day begins
And I rise with you
As the hours drift away
In my own world I tend to stay
And I forget to say
so many things to you
How can I tell you all that I feel
Every day of my life
My love is fearless, my love is real
So if I take you for granted
Give me back my sight
Time is precious this I know
But I don't always treat it so
Sometimes I don't let you grow
Sometimes I'm blind
So take a good long look at me
Tell me what it is you see
Do you still long to be
Here by my side?
You are my passion, lovely