|
Talk about it |
|
You dream about it |
|
You feel that theres no place left to glow |
|
Operatics, break the habits |
|
You feel that theres no place left to grow |
|
You gotta reach inside yourself and let it go |
|
(Chorus) |
|
Close your eyes and drift away to some place new |
|
Where the skies are blue brings back the child in you |
|
Cross a lonely field as birds begin to speak |
|
Its alright |
|
Its ok |
|
Blue, true |
|
Blue, true |
|
Cry about it shout about it |
|
You feel that theres no sense in going on |
|
Late november, change in weather |
|
The cold has got a hold of you again |
|
That river's gonna drag you down again |
|
(Chorus) |
|
Close your eyes and drift away to someplace new |
|
Where the skies are blue brings back the child in you |
|
Cross a lonely field as birds begin to speak |
|
It's alright |
|
Its ok |
|
Its alright |
|
Blue |
|
Nothing was stopping you |
|
Nothing was stopping you |
|
Nothing was stopping blue |
|
Blue, true, blue, true, miss you |
|
Child in you |
