Subtle commotion

I didn't see him coming...

I got entranced by a blind man 

So I started thinking ...

How do I describe this view?

How do I explain to you that the sky is clear  blue - its lightest hue?

How do I tell you I can see glass and see right through it at the same time?

How do I tell you that you're handsome?

That your face is really interesting to look at,

That I might be able to look at you and describe your features,

Yet you're the one who seems to be able to see me,

Your eyes are closed to the image I try to impose,

You got a hold on a part of me - a part where no one really goes 

So I wonder what goes on in your head...

I wonder what makes you upset 

What's your perception of life - do you think it's a mess?

Do you ever think about waking up next to someone in bed?

If I asked you out - would you say yes?

Would you give me a chance to tell you that these are the thoughts I have inside my head?

What if I honestly tell you that in a room full of other people - you're the only one who caught my eye

Now I'm here wondering...

Would you let me hold your hand - let me be your guide?