BLUE

BLUE

Karen Lewis

The sea isn't really blue.
It's just the sky's reflection
That makes it seem true.
The sky isn't really blue.
It's just the light getting scattered
In the air above you.


And I'm not blue.
No I'm not blue.
I'm not blue.
Just a little bit empty
Without you.

When wrapped in a bow of blue
The gift of your love seemed shiny and new
When seen through a haze of blue
The future's uncertain
The view is askew
But..

So why do we say true blue
Is it cause we find true love
Once in a blue moon
When love leaves you black and blue
Or in a blue funk
Or cussin' a blue streak.
Still...