Doctor, my eyes have seen the yearsAnd the slow parade of fears
without cryingNow I want to understandI have done all that I
couldTo see the evil and the good without hidingYou must help me
if you canDoctor, my eyesTell me what is wrongWas I unwise to
leave them open for so long'Cause I have wandered through
this worldAnd as each moment has unfurledI've been waiting
to awaken from these dreamsPeople go just where there willI
never noticed them until I got this feelingThat it's later
than it seemsDoctor, my eyesTell me what you seeI hear their
criesJust say if it's too late for meDoctor, my eyesCannot
see the skyIs this the prize for having learned how not to
cry