Tamia

Tamia - NAZCA

If you're leaving close the door

I'm not expecting people anymore

Here me grieving 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 a 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