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. 

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 world is cold. 
When a blind man cries, 
Lord, you know, he feels it from his soul.

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