Saturday, June 3, 2017


[working on a crooner's song, needs more verses]

When I was young and innocent
still learning what was wise
I entered through those doors of love
into the bluest skies
those skies embraced my tender dreams
and lifted me with hope
how could I've known my mount of joy
could be a slippery slope

And the blue is still there
in the skies in the air
everywhere in my heart
in your eyes oh so fair
in your heart everywhere
in the air in the skies
in your eyes

And the blue is still there
in your heart oh so fair
in the air in the skies
everywhere
in the blue of your eyes

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