When born God gave children a precious gift, <br> Through open eyes a new world floods within. <br> When sunrise is near our light starts to lift, <br> But darkness is my eyes, my own vile sin. <br> For when born, I had no gift of my own, <br> So I stand alone drowning in despair, <br> Wondering what could break my heart of stone. <br> Then that changed when I found someone that cared. <br> They say that eyes are windows to your soul, <br> But I have faith that love is the very key, <br> Into showing me who I am in whole. <br> Now I know what I need, and that is she. <br> Through darkness, she's the one I truly see, <br> For she's the precious light that shines in me.