I GUESS THAT’S WHY THEY CALL IT THE BLUES

The Weekend Post - - News -

Don’t wish it away Don’t look at it like it’s for­ever Be­tween you and me I could hon­estly say That things can only get bet­ter And while I’m away Dust out the demons in­side And it won’t be long be­fore you and me run To the place in our hearts where we hide And I guess that’s why they call it the blues Time on my hands could be time spent with you Laugh­ing like chil­dren, liv­ing like lovers Rolling like thun­der un­der the cov­ers And I guess that’s why they call it the blues Just stare into space Pic­ture my face in your hands Live for each sec­ond with­out hes­i­ta­tion And never for­get I’m your man Wait on me girl Cry in the night if it helps But more than ever I sim­ply love you More than I love life it­self

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