When the blind man cries

WHEN A BLIND MAN CRIES 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