Of course it could be the classic subject of poetry, i.e. the Music Muse, the woman behind all music.
As I read it as poetry, it seems to fit... and at the close....
"And the sorrow, I see her face is lined" (because pure music has been perverted and made uglier... with no harmony or beauty)
She's no longer blind, she's just hard to find. (her innocence is gone... as is the song writer's, making it harder for both of them to enjoy the free flow of being together and making something beautiful.)
Of course it could be the classic subject of poetry, i.e. the Music Muse, the woman behind all music.
As I read it as poetry, it seems to fit... and at the close....
"And the sorrow, I see her face is lined" (because pure music has been perverted and made uglier... with no harmony or beauty)
She's no longer blind, she's just hard to find. (her innocence is gone... as is the song writer's, making it harder for both of them to enjoy the free flow of being together and making something beautiful.)
Dang... I should get an A on this !