When a Blind Man Cries

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'm really not too sure

I'm a blind man, I'm a blind man

Now my world is pale

When a blind man cries

Lord, you know there ain't a sadder tale

I had a friend once in a room

We 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, feels it from his soul

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

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