(originally by Bill Mack)
Blue
Oh, so lonesome for you
Why can't you be blue over me?
Blue
Oh, so lonesome for you
Tears fill my eyes
'Til I can't see
Three o'clock in the morning
Here am I
Sitting here so lonely
So lonesome I could cry
Blue
Oh, so lonesome for you
Why can't you be blue over me?
Now that it's over
I realize
Those weak words you whispered
Were nothing but lies
Blue
Oh, so lonesome for you
Why can't you be blue over me?
Why can't you be blue over me?
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