I know someday we'll look back on the way we've lived our 
days
Working like detectives digging through the muck and haze
Count our blessings if we still can find our way through
Shades of blue

I guess someday we'll do our best to pick ourselves apart
And try to draw a line directly from the mind into to the 
heart
Swimming through the stream of memories and films in
Shades of blue

I don't know what happened, what went wrong or if I even 
care
burned out in a firefall or drowned in oceans of despair
And now I try to draw a line to here back from the better 
times
I lose myself in words and rhymes

And if we have our wits and want to travel back in time
We may amaze ourselves with all the things that we might 
find
Lost in wine and roses, bits of me and you and
Shades of Blue