Blue's got an idea of his world Where he's all alone I catch him peering over the gates That confine him at home So, I wait with my ear pressed Against his front door I only hear the fight in his words As they're Strewn all over the floor Blue, Blue, Blue What should we do? When you're a fool Your mind can be so cruel But Blue it's just you And you're not the truth Blue's been the sky for far too long He doesnt feel tall I wish he knew the waiting's what hurts And it's It's never the fall So, he clamps onto the clouds And he cries as it rains Only see's the edge of his yard While he nurtures his pain Blue, Blue, Blue What should we do? When you're just a fool Your mind can be so cruel But Blue it's just you And you're not the truth Blue, Blue, Blue You sharpen your tools With no jobs to do And still with nothing to prove And so much to loose Oh Blue it's just youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
