Blue - Boy Scouts

How many ways can I

Be rejected by you

Subconsciously I fall

Into the rabbits' hole

That’s it I’m blue

Truly I’m, feeling gooey I’m, not old or new

I’m in between, the landing

And departing view

The view

The view

The very first thought of you

The very first thought of you

What’s the point of making sense

When you got nothing left

Inside to prove

Nothing left to believe

A heart on a sleeve

Was my best move

My best move was pairing up with you

What did we do

Truly I’m

Still feeling gooey, I’m

Some shade of blue

Blue

Blue

The very first sight of you

The very first sight of you