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 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