Wilson Phillips Follow

Doctor, my eyes have seen the years
And slow parade of fears, without crying
Now I want to understand

I have done all that I could
To see the evil and the good, without hiding
You must help me if you can

Doctor, my eyes
Tell me what is wrong?
Was I unwise to leave them open for so long?

'Cause I have wandered through this world
As each moment has unfurled
I've been waiting to awaken from these dreams

People go just where they will
I never noticed them until I got this feeling
That it's later than it seems

Doctor, my eyes
Tell me what you see? I hear their cries
Just say if it's too late for me

Is it too late?
Is it too late for me?

Tell me doctor
Doctor, my eyes, no, cannot see the sky
Is this the price for having learned how not to cry?

I'm saying, doctor, doctor my eyes
Yeah, yeah, doctor, doctor my eyes
Tell me what is wrong
Doctor, doctor my eyes, doctor, doctor my eyes
[Incomprehensible] than it seems

What are you saying to me?
What are you saying to me now?