When a Blind Man Cries

If you're leaving, close the door I'm not expecting people any more 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