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Little Blue lyrics

You can t write a novel from a briefcase
You can write a poem from a trench
You can dream a dream from A to B
But you can t catch a bus from a bench
You don t back a horse called Striding Snail
You don t name your boat Titanic II
So why when I see your happy smiling face
Do I always end up singing Little Blue
Little Blue, how do you do
Your smile looks like heaven
but your eyes hold a storm about to brew
Little Blue
How can a flower so pretty
Be so laden down with dew
Little Blue
How can a flower so beautiful
Be so laden down with dew
Little Blue
You can t build a brewery on a cemetery
You can build a pub on a church
And people fall quicker than buildings do
You have to decide what comes first
You don t call a plane the Flying Roman
Cause the Romans always walked and never flew
So why when I see your happy smiling face
Do I always end up singing Little Blue
Little Blue, how do you do
Your smile looks like heaven
But your eyes hold a storm about to brew
Little Blue
How can a flower so pretty
Be so laden down with dew
Little Blue
Well Bukowski wrote a story from a barstool
And Keats from the top of a hill
So I m going to save my special song for you
From a grave where it s quiet and it s chill
Cause there s a queue of clouds assembled
On the horizon of your smile
When most think that you re holding back
I know you re holding bile
Little Blue, how do you do
Your smile looks like heaven
But your eyes hold a storm about to brew
Little Blue
How can a flower so pretty
be so laden down with dew
Little Blue
How can a flower so beautiful
be so laden down with dew
Little Blue