I don't like being left alone When I'm travelling on the road. I meet too many old ghosts, Souls without a home. They all ask me my direction Then they all fall in behind. But you can't trust a boy in love. The blind can't lead the blind. And love is blind or so it seems To make me offer you my dreams. And after all is said and done A blindman's dreams are not much fun There are times when I feel lost I think to love you would be fine. I promise not to hurt you With those old mistakes of mine. But there comes a time for leaving Then you ask why love's unkind But asking me is just like asking The blind to lead the blind. And love is blind or so it seems to make me offer you my dreams. And after all is said and done A blindman's dreams are not much fun. Well you can move to Boston Take a job in a small hotel. But that won't be the answer You'll still hear St. Patrick's Bell And when awake each lonely night You long for peace of mind You'll know that for a love to last The blind must lead the blind. Although the ledge on which you stand Is not wide enough for two There's a blindman at the window And he wants to get to you. I hear him ask you your direction You say "Down ' But do not mind, I've found a line which I can trust ……. The blind can't lead the blind".Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
