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