What love does to me

If one day
you awake on a stage
made into a romantic play
in this day and age

would you play
the hero who saves
the giddy gay
Or will you hide in the caves

say that you love
one as white as a dove
soul as clear as the sky above
would you dare scream about that love

would you hide
to save your pride
to give up the fight
and succumb to the night

I would dare
myself to care
for you to share
the courage to be bared

once you close your eyes
the crowd cries
you hear the goodbyes
and then you rise

and when you see the light
you know that morning has come
you feel a little numb
once blinded now gifted with sight