If you're leaving, close the door
I'm not expecting people anymore
Hear me grieving, lying on the floor
Whether I'm drunk or dead I really ain't too sure
I'm a blind man
I'm a blind man, and my world is pale
When a blind man cries
Lord, you know there ain't a sadder tale
Had a friend once in a room
Had a good time, but it ended much too soon
In a cold month in that room
We found a reason for the things we had to do
I'm a blind man
I'm a blind man, now my room is cold
When a blind man cries
Lord, you know he feels it from his soul |