If you're leaving, close the door
I'm not expecting people anymore
Hear me grieving, lying on the floor
Whether I'm drunk or dead, I'm really not too sure
I'm a blind man, I'm a blind man
Now my world is pale
When a blind man cries
Lord, you know there ain't a sadder tale
I had a friend once in a room
We 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, feels it from his soul
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
Post je objavljen 18.01.2018. u 12:44 sati.