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 [bad word] 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.