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 got 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