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