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.