Blindman

Blindman

Man of straw

Shuffling down the night

Going to visit little girls

Who never do things right.

Scarecrow Wooden heart

Finds it hard to love

Dressing up in deadmen's clothes

To charm the stars above.

Do you ever feel like dancing

When the evening turns to gold

Or does life's simple melody

Make you blood run cold.

Blindman

Halfway there

Empty as a nun

Your tears turn into diamonds

At the eclipse of the sun.

Scarecrow

Out alone

Play your pantomime

I'd join you for the Late Late Show

But haven't qot the time

Do you ever feel like crying

When swallows leave the rain behind

Or does some crazy rhythm

Drive your spirit wild

Blindman... tell me

Tell me tell me do

Can't you see that I'm a blindman

Just like you scarecrow in the wind

Let your thoughts blow free

Got to tell the others what you once told me