How crazy I must be,
I know what I don't realize.
Things jump out,
Their last frame of blindness.
How crazy I must be,
I say more than I feel.
I remember something at random,
And I end up dreaming of you, dreaming of you,
dreaming of you.< br/>And you are the light of my eyes,
Even if you have nothing else to do with me.
And you are the light of my eyes,
Even if I have nothing more to do with you.
With you, love was blind.
Was it you or was it your voice
the one that was there when I didn't see you?
And it is that you are the light of my eyes,
Even if you have nothing else to do with me.
And you are the light of my eyes,
Even if I have nothing more to do with you.