I don't like being left alone
When I'm traveling 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"