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If you're leaving,close the door
I'm not expecting people any more
Hear me grieving,I'm lying on the floor
Wether I'm drunk or dead
I really ain't to 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
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
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