Words like poison arrows Hurt me to the
marrow They say that lovers must quarrel
sometimes That’s all we seem to
do Ask me the colour of this world of
mine I’d say it was blue
Nights
of awkward silence Living lives of
pretence They say that lovers must quarrel
sometimes That’s all we seem to
do Ask me the colour of this world of
mine I’d say it was blue Yeah
I’d say it was blue I’m
living in a blue world
Blue
Monday’s just another day When every
day’s the same I need a brighter
way Just a lighter shade of blue
Birds
of different feather Cannot live
together They that lovers must quarrel
sometimes That’s all we seem to
do Ask me the colour of this world of
mine I’d say it was blue I’d
say it was blue I’m living in a blue
world