| Blind man, try to save your sight
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| Blind man, walk out of your night
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| You’re afraid of the darkness
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| But afraid to turn on the light
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| Blind man, locked in shades of gray
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| Blind man, look for words to say
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| It will help you, help you, help you, help you
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| Help you find your way
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| Blind man, try to save your sight
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| Blind man, walk into the light
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| Now that fear is your room-mate
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| You’re afraid to sleep at night
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| Blind man, stand up if you can
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| Blind man, try to understand
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| It will help you, help you, help you, help you
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| Help you be a man
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| From my window in the alley I see life
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| Passing below
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| So very far away
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| And it doesn’t really matter much to me
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| I’ve nothing to think of
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| No words to say
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| And the only answer seems to be that life
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| Is lying there waiting
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| To take my life away
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| Now this empty world of mine will fade away
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| No one will miss me
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| No one will cry
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| Now my eyes are growing weaker, time is short
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| Life hangs on to me
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| Soon I must die
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| Oh my eyes are fading
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| Soon I must die
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| Oh my eyes are fading |