Clouds thicken over your head, the light cannot show through. The depth it goes may not be shown. So presents the challenge. My head is a cluttered room. In it, mixed feelings are thrown about. Can I know myself, let alone you? Can I trust without doubt? I am human, I am blind To all that goes on inside your mind. And I am glad, but afraid to start and find out what’s inside your heart. I want to look into your eyes and see down into your soul. Find where your shine comes from. To find out the reason for your smile.