What's Behind Those Wandering Eyes?

When you're blind there isn't much that you can see, at all. You can't see anything other than blackness. You close your eyes, it's still the same. You can't see people when you're blind. You can't see their faces. You can't see colours, you can't see the things you wish you hadn't seen. You can't see love. You can't see anything. If I could choose to see one thing, I would choose love, I want to see what love is. But I don't get to pick and choose what I see, so I guess I'll never know.