blue hat Live in a blue house on a blue street In a blue town by a blue creek I write my blue songs with my blue pen I sing the blue notes to my blue
blue shoes and wear a blue hat Live in a blue house on a blue street In a blue town by a blue creek I write my blue songs with my blue pen I sing the blue
. I dance in blue shoes and wear a blue hat. Live in a blue house, on a blue street, in a blue town by a blue creek. I write my blue songs with my blue
blue hat. Live in a blue house, on a blue street, in a blue town by a blue creek. I write my blue songs with my blue pen. I sing the blue notes to my blue
you.. Your older sisters, I had them too, But you're my favorite You know it's true. You look like your mother In that thin disguise Your parting mouth, Your shining eyes
vain With the ladies was quite renowned Author of books made famous On his years in the French Underground But you, Luba, the Baroness It was really your blue
stepped, smiling and proud and young. About the hemp rope on his neck, the golden ringlets clung. There's never a tear in his blue eyes, both glad and bright
: her cold blue eyes reflect like static on a broken television, except without the hiss. her blood red lips are cracked like the desert floor. and she
colors bright enough Black or white enough Blue or green enough, it didn't mean enough You are the star that touched the earth Shine bright for all eyes
you Tonight will stand as a testament to hope Every scar, burning bright I will stay by your side Don't close your eyes Tonight we burn together My true
colour of blue Reminds me of you I never see grey, green, black You're true The colour of blue No other will do In my heart I only feel The colour of blue
her eyes were blue She had yellow, curling hair Which caught the eye and then the heart Of one who could never be A lover of so true a maid Or fair a
: If you wanted that star That shines so brightly To match the stardust in your eyes Darling, I would chase that bright star nightly And try to steal
