Patches of Blue

We sit here at the kitchen table
In the middle of the afternoon
And pretend not to think of your suitcase
In the closet of the other room
We pretend that tomorrow
You don't have to board a plane
And fly far
Fly far away
A picture sits on my piano
Of a little girl on a swing
Her brown eyes match her brown cap
She's wearing pink wings
How soon the make believe
Turns into real things
And she flies far
Flies far away
You'd think by now
I'd have this down
But it still feels just as hard
As the first time
We said goodbye
This is one side of Love
I don't like

As your car rolls down the driveway
A part of my heart goes with you
For on the day you were born
My heart was tethered to you
Gray clouds are hovering
But I see patches of blue
As you fly far
Fly far away
You'd think by now
I'd have this down
But it still feels just as hard
As the first time
We said goodbye
This is one side of Love
I don't like
You'd think by now
I'd have this down
This is one side of love
I don't like
Ahh
Ahh
Ahh... Patches of Blue



Credits
Writer(s): Christie Cook
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