Nasty Reputation

If you're leaving close the door. I'm not expecting people anymore. Hear me grieving, I'm 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

[Music: Pell] [Lyrics: Pell] There I was a dirty boy, a stranger in this town there you were a broken toy, lost and never found watch out, here comes the judge can't tell by the others reach out, but you're not there better run for cover man on a mis

Is this a dream or a fantasy come true voices in the night, they are calling me and you Long way to nowhere, in the hot desert sand from far away, I can see the promised land Someone whispers in the darkness of the night Shadows on the wall, a flame