you take a hand
you weight it
is it as soft as the sand
or just hard, like a brick

you appeared to be kind
i appeared to be blind
so when i saw you
i saw nothing
so i talked as loud as i could
i do not need to see
just listen, to a sound
that is so familiar

you take my hand
you take it
is it as soft as sand
maybe more hard like brick
and your eyes dont dont look shy
you never had to grow
you just awake like this
in this hard world
with a soft voice
u never needed to care at all
so when i saw you
i learned the life
i learned the love
how to live
how to walk and fall