Green green leaves falling down from the tops of tall tall trees

Touch ground near what just might be the single clue

Red red drops that drip out from the bottom of my heart

Must mean that I'm living in a world of blue



There's not one golden sign that the sun will ever shine

Even the clouds have assumed a darker hue

That fact that daylight's only trace reflects off tear streaks across my face

Must mean that I'm living in a world of blue

[ fiddle - steel ]

There's not one golden sign...

Must mean that I'm living in a world of blue