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