Blind Man Willy

Blind man Willy with the radar ears
People don't know it's sounds he fears

Willy's sitting on his fence
Making sense, making sense
Deep in his mind he takes long walks
On the short roads (Running in circles)

Blind man Willy with the radar ears
Willy gets scared of what he hears

The wind freezes the teardrops
That roll down his cheeks
Willy wonders if he's allowed
To think while he speaks
About the hard years, about the souvenirs
There's a lot of anger in a blind man's tears

Blind man Willy, blind man Willy
How come people think you're silly?

Aware of the darkness
He never loses control
But when it comes to living
His age grows too old

Once he had the world
In the palms of his hands
He was able to make
All kinds of demands
Fighting reality in a brave kind of way
Getting stronger day by day

Blind man Willy, blind man Willy
How come people say you're silly