歌词
If you're leaving, close the door.
I'm not expecting people anymore.
Hear me grieving,
I'm 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 no 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.
