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Before
my eyes can look in any direction, Before
my skin can feel any sensation, Before
my mind can think of anything, Before
my mouth can do anything but scream, You
will have to see, What
you mean to me. Before
I can be whole again, Before
my thoughts can roam again, Before
my hands can write what I want, You
will have to see, What
you mean to me. Before
my feet can lead me on, Before
this feeling will be gone, Before
things can come naturally, Before
things can come easily, You
will have to see, What
you mean to me. Before
I can read another book, Before
I can take another look, Before
my dreams can come back, Before
my mind can pick up the slack, You
will have to see, What
you mean to me. Before
my world can go on, Before
the sun can dawn, Before
I can be anything more, Before
I can see what’s in store, You
will have to see, What
you mean to me. Before
any pain my soul can bear, Before
I can cry another tear, You
will have to see, What
you mean to me, Because you mean everything to me.
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