You've heard it said
Many times
If only our eyes saw
Souls instead of bodies
How very different
Our ideals of beauty would be
How very different we would see
When I look at you
I'd see a broken thing
When you look at me
You'd see anger and screaming
Nothing beautiful
Just bleeding
If we saw with the eyes of God
Won't you look at me
Won't you see me
Close your eyes
