Blue must be the color of the blueUp above me are the skiesLike the twinkle in your eyesThese things are the color of the blueIn the mail your letters cameThe ink and paper look the sameBlue must be the color of the blueBluebirds sitting in the treeSeems to sympathize with meFor he's not singing like he used to doBut pretty waters in the seaFeel as cold as you left meYes, blue must be the color of the blueYes, blueMust be the color of the blueThere's a rainbow overheadWith more blue than golden redBlue must be the color angels chooseThe blue dress you proudly woreBlue must be the color of the blueWhen you left to return no moreBlue must be the color of the blueBlue days come and blue days goHow I feel nobody knowsLife is mighty empty without youWithout youThere's a blue note in each songThat I sing since you are goneYes, blue must be the color of the blue