If you're leaving, close the door
  I'm not expecting people anymore
  Hear me greaving, 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 to soon
  In a cold month, in that room
  Found a reason for the things we had to do
    I'm a blind, I'm a blind man
  Now my world is cold
  When a blind man cries
  Lord you know he feels it from his soul