I know you feel the same as me

I know you feel the same as me,
You can hear music
And the songs of birds,
Feel the touch of the breeze,
Have eternal longings,
Love, and have needs.
In essence there is little between you and me,
But I am fickle
And you can't see.

If I were you I would curse the skies,
Blaspheme, yell thunder,
For having no eyes;
I could not be the man you are -
I would be bitter, not brave.
I wish I had the courage
To say I would take your place,
So that I would be blind
And you could study my face.