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



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



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