I realized, as we were living the red and white 

stripes of our lives,

Moving with unison, thru our blue stiped 

days,

That somewhere in our own little county-

We had met heart and soul in the 

U. S. of us.



(chourus)We capture each moment of our blue hazy days.

We cherish each touch, each look, each gaze.

It is all ours to share, the joy and the pain.

It is all ours to give again and agian.



Perched atop our very own pedastal,

weaving the unique fabric of our life,

We withstand the rain and brave

 the weather,

Althogh we may fray-

We  

  still 

       wave 

           together.



(chorus) We capture each moment of our blue hazy days.

We cherish each touch, each look, each gaze.

It is all ours to share, the joy, the pain.

It is all ours to give again and again.