(Chris Dreja) Feet on the sidewalk I feel kinda sick Hands out front I need a white stick Blurred in the morning Bruised at night Falling in the darkness Could've been a fight Chorus My blind life I cant see the road I cant see the light Kicking in the doorway Climbing up the stairs wading in the water Knocking on the door Bringing home the Bacon Back to the wall Feel like a looser Gonna take a fall Chorus My blind life I cant see the road I cant see the light Chorus My blind life I cant see the road I cant see the light