(blind spot)

Forgive me but I’d like to ask a favor
Could you grant some of your time
You know I’d like to get to know you better
She always spoke of you so kind

I had hoped to talk with one who knew her
To tell the truth, it's rough when I’m alone
I see through you, and you saw through her
Although I don't mean to impose

Take this weight from my chest
Lay my burdens bare
Keep and carry what you can of me
And at arm's length I’ll keep you

Wonderful, I was fortunate to find her
So full of joy and just as much with pain
Although I had her, I worried I may lose her
Both to you and to the deathbed she was chained

In what sense could you understand
That something in her that I missed
Fatally blind to what amounted
In matters of blood and of flesh

Take this weight from my chest
Lay my burdens bare
Keep and carry what you can of me
And at arm's length I’ll keep you