Up above me are the skies
Like the twinkle in your eyes
These things are the color of the blues
In the mail your letter came
The ink and paper looked the same
Blue must be the color of the blues
Blue bird sitting in the tree
Seems to sympathize with me
He's not singing like he used to do
Pretty waters in the sea
Feel as cold as you left me
Blue must be the color of the blues
Blue days come and blue days go
How I feel nobody knows
Life is oh so empty without you
There's a blue note in each song
That I sing since you are gone
Blue must be the color of the blues
