Doctor, my eyes have seen the years and the slow parade of fears without crying   Now I want to understand   I have done all that I could - seen the evil and the good without hiding   You must help me if you can      Doctor, my eyes - tell me what is wrong   Was I unwise to leave them open for so long?      I have wandered through this world as each moment has unfurled   I've been waiting to awaken from this dream   People go just where they will   I never noticed them until I got this feeling that it's later than it seems      Doctor, my eyes - tell me what you see   I hear their cries   Just say if it's too late for me      Doctor, my eyes cannot see the sky   Is this the prize for having learned how not to cry?