If I Lost My Sight
If I lost my sight
I’d still know you
By your scent preceding you into the room
By the way you make breathing the air better
I’d still know you
By your scent preceding you into the room
By the way you make breathing the air better
If I lost my sight
I’d still know you
By your soft touch on the flesh of my hand
By the way you make feeling the world better
I’d still know you
By your soft touch on the flesh of my hand
By the way you make feeling the world better
If I lost my sight
I’d still know you
By your sound as you travel with light fluid motion
By the way your movement stirs music in the air, you make it better
I’d still know you
By your sound as you travel with light fluid motion
By the way your movement stirs music in the air, you make it better
If I lost my sight
I’d still know you
By your delicate flavor as I taste your lips
By the way I breathe in the spice of your lips, and it is better
I’d still know you
By your delicate flavor as I taste your lips
By the way I breathe in the spice of your lips, and it is better
If I lost my sight
I’d still know you
By your image in my mind
By the way your vision makes my imaginings better
I’d still know you
By your image in my mind
By the way your vision makes my imaginings better
Ken Goree
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