July 6, 1983

Blue

Blue... I'm a different shade of blue.
Blue... every time I think of you.
Sometimes I walk the floors,
Sometimes I lock my doors,
Sometimes I don't know just what to do.
I'm a different shade of blue.

Blue... I'm a different shade of blue.
Blue... and I know you must be to.
Sometimes I stay up nights,
Sometimes I pray for light,
Sometimes I can't bear the though of losing you.
I'm a different shade of blue.

Some folks say it's better to have loved than not at all.
Some folks say that love can cure a thousand ills.
But I know that love has caused many men to fall.
What they didn't know is that love kills.
They didn't know it kills.

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