It’s time to go again, to your blue room
Got some questions to ask of you
In your blue room
The air is clean, skin is clear
I’ve had enough of hanging around here
It’s a different kind of conversation, in your blue room
Saw me come alive, in somebody new
Saw me coming, somewhere on high
And time is a string of pearls (Your blue room)
See the future just hanging there (Your blue room)
A new frame, a new perspective, of lookin’ down on my dreams
No restrictions whatever their directions (Your blue room)
Saw me come alive, in somebody new
Saw me coming, can you feel . . .
( It’s alright.)
(Your blue room)
One day I’ll be back (Your blue room)
I hope I remember, where it’s at
Won’t you bring me back home
( Zooming in, zooming out
Nothing I can do about
A lens to see it all up close, magnify what heaven knows
No income, never alone
No car alarm, no cellular phone.)
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