Meaning of the Blues

Meaning of the Blues - Jill Schoelen

Blue was just the color of the sea

'Til my lover left me

Blue was just a bluebird in a tree

'Til he said forget me

Blue always made me think of summer

Cloudless summer skies

So fresh and warm

But now the blue I see is more like winter

Winter skies with clouds about to storm

Blue was just the color of his eyes

'Til he said goodbye love

Blue was just a ribbon for a first prize

'Til he said don't cry love

And blues were only torch songs

Fashioned for impulsive ingenues

But now I know too well I know

Too well I know the meaning of the blues

Blue was just the color of his eyes

'Til he said goodbye love

Blue was just a ribbon for a first prize

'Til he said don't cry love

And blues were only torch songs

Fashioned for impulsive ingenues

But now I know too well I know

Too well I know the meaning of the blues