When a Blind Man Cries

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 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 No, No 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 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