It's there, but then again where?
Is this really part of you?
It's not fair
And it's making you so blue
All you've done
Is not added like a sum
With nothing to prove
I know that you are
Blue, blue
A sky, the sea in July
Or the wings of a butterfly
Clear and bright
You know that blue can be alright
All you've done
Is not added like a sum
With nothing to prove
I know that you are
Blue, blue
Blue, blue