But don't you worry 'bout a thing, Don't you worry 'bout a thing, mama, 'Cause I'll be standing in the side when you check it out. - Stevie Wonder

For you, there might be a brighter star,
But through my eyes the light of you burns all I see.
For you, there might be another song,
But all my heart can hear is your melody.

I like to see you boogie right across the floor,
I'd like to do it to you 'til you howl for more,
I like to reggae, but you dance too fast for me,
I'd like to make love to you so you can make me scream.

Sometimes I think I would love to see … just to see the beauty of flowers and trees and birds and the earth and grass. … Being as I've never seen, I don't know what it's like to see. So in a sense I'm complete. Maybe I'd be incomplete if I did see. Maybe I'd see some things that I didn't want to see … the beauty of the earth compared to the destruction of man. You see, it's one thing when you are blind from birth, and you don't know what it's like to see, anyway, so it is just like seeing. The sensation of seeing is not one that I have and not one that I worry about.