Anything but Blue

You sit and wonder
Why you're lonely
I'm in the chair right in front of you
I get the feeling
That you're the only
One you think is in the room

I play my guitar
And on your canvas
You paint my world in hues
From the corner
Changing color light to darker
You're smoking blues

The light is leaving the room
There's a candle in the kitchen drawer
We'll watch the rising moon
And then you leave like before
Before I met you
I drifted around this city
I'm through with Spokane
But wouldn't life be pretty
If we could paint it anything but blue

You say you don't know what you're gonna do
Your answer is sitting right in front of you
I'm sitting right in front of you
Just use your imagination
Put on anything but blue
I think I love you
In anything but blue
And I'm sitting right in front of you
I'm sitting here right in front of you
Paint it anything but blue



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Clute
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