Baby Blue
I've started wishing that I could take my eyes off you
Baby Blue
And I know I could've really been someone to you
Right on cue
I'm kinda sad 'cause I
Just really miss those eyes
But what else can I do
Just sat here missing you
Hope I don't ever give up
(Please don't give me up)
'Cause I'm just missing your touch
('Cause I'm losing touch)
Please say that you will come through
(Oh baby please come through)
I'm asking my Baby Blue
I've started thinking that I could start something new
Baby Blue
I hope you know that I'm more than just a bit confused
What to do
I'm kinda sad 'cause I
Don't wanna say goodbye
But what else can I do
I'm getting lost in you
Hope I don't ever give up
(Please don't give me up)
'Cause I'm just missing your touch
('Cause I'm losing touch)
Please say that you will come through
(Oh baby please come through)
I'm asking my Baby Blue
Well now, really, when we go back, then, to falling in love and say—it's crazy
"falling."
You see? We don't say "rising into love." There is in it the idea of the fall
And it is goes back, as a matter of fact, to extremely fundamental things
That there is always a curious tie at some point between the fall and the creation
Taking this ghastly risk
You see, for all life is an act of faith and an act of gamble
So we come to the strange conclusion that in madness lies sanity
Baby Blue
And I know I could've really been someone to you
Right on cue
I'm kinda sad 'cause I
Just really miss those eyes
But what else can I do
Just sat here missing you
Hope I don't ever give up
(Please don't give me up)
'Cause I'm just missing your touch
('Cause I'm losing touch)
Please say that you will come through
(Oh baby please come through)
I'm asking my Baby Blue
I've started thinking that I could start something new
Baby Blue
I hope you know that I'm more than just a bit confused
What to do
I'm kinda sad 'cause I
Don't wanna say goodbye
But what else can I do
I'm getting lost in you
Hope I don't ever give up
(Please don't give me up)
'Cause I'm just missing your touch
('Cause I'm losing touch)
Please say that you will come through
(Oh baby please come through)
I'm asking my Baby Blue
Well now, really, when we go back, then, to falling in love and say—it's crazy
"falling."
You see? We don't say "rising into love." There is in it the idea of the fall
And it is goes back, as a matter of fact, to extremely fundamental things
That there is always a curious tie at some point between the fall and the creation
Taking this ghastly risk
You see, for all life is an act of faith and an act of gamble
So we come to the strange conclusion that in madness lies sanity
Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Rupert Thrussell, Joseph Maurice Frampton, Joseph Fenny Delaney-stone, Alan Watts
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