Color Of The Blues

Up above me are the skies like the twinkle in your eyes

These things are the color of the blues

In the mail your letter came, the ink and paper looked the same

Blue must be the color of the blue

Bluebird sitting in the tree seems to sympathize with me

For he's not singing like he used to do

The pretty waters in the sea feel as cold as you left me

Yes, blue must be the color of the blues

There's a rainbow overhead with more blue than gold and red

Blue must be the color angels choose

A blue dress you proudly wore when you left to return no more

Blue must be the color of the blues

Blue days come and blue days go, how I feel nobody knows

Life is mighty empty without you

There's a blue note in each song that I sing since you are gone

Yes, blue must be the color of the blues