What Becomes of the Broken Glasses (parody of What Becomes of the Broken Hearted, I don't know the original artist(s))

As I walk this land with broken glasses,
I have visions of very few things,
But what I see is just an illusion,
This damn desert is confusin',

Chorus:
What becomes of the broken glasses,
That have a lense that always smashes,
I know I got find,
Something to aid the blind, help me,

The lovely flowers grow all around,
But for me they come a tumbling down, 
I wish my eyes could get a little bit stronger,
I can't stand to walk much longer,

I'm walking blind, I can't see the light,
Cold and alone without my sight,
Hoping and praying for some new specs,
Dizzy with a pain in my legs,
Chorus

I'm searching though I don't succeed,
For my glasses there's a growing need,
Oh no I'm lost there's no hope of winning,
The more I walk the more my head is spinning,

Now what's become of the broken glasses,
That have a lense that always smashes,
I know I got find,
Something to aid the blind,
I'll be searching everywhere,
I wonder if my specs are there?
I'll be looking everyday,
It's like a needle in the hay,
Damn is that really a cow?
I think I'm there somehow,
I'll be searching everywhere.