AIN'T THE SKY SUPPOSED TO BE BLUE?
AIN'T THE SKY SUPPOSED TO BE BLUE?
AND WHERE ARE THE BEES AND THE BIRDS?
LIFE IS SO DRAB WITHOUT YOU--
I JUST CAN'T SAY IT IN WORDS!
PERFUME ALL USED TO SMELL SWEET.
TREES ALWAYS USED TO BE GREEN.
ICE CREAM WAS ALWAYS A TREAT...
FOLKS USED TO SAY WHAT THEY MEAN!
WHAT HAPPENED TO FRIENDSHIP AND TRUST?
DOESN'T ANYONE LOVE ANY MORE?
NOT JUST PHYSICAL LUST,
BUT BONDS THAT LAST EVERMORE!
AND WHERE HAS MY LOVED ONE GONE?
PROMISES USED TO BE TRUE.
I'M TIRED OF BEING ALONE! AN'
AIN'T THE SKY SUPPOSED TO BE BLUE?
AND WHERE ARE THE BEES AND THE BIRDS?
LIFE IS SO DRAB WITHOUT YOU--
I JUST CAN'T SAY IT IN WORDS!
PERFUME ALL USED TO SMELL SWEET.
TREES ALWAYS USED TO BE GREEN.
ICE CREAM WAS ALWAYS A TREAT...
FOLKS USED TO SAY WHAT THEY MEAN!
WHAT HAPPENED TO FRIENDSHIP AND TRUST?
DOESN'T ANYONE LOVE ANY MORE?
NOT JUST PHYSICAL LUST,
BUT BONDS THAT LAST EVERMORE!
AND WHERE HAS MY LOVED ONE GONE?
PROMISES USED TO BE TRUE.
I'M TIRED OF BEING ALONE! AN'
AIN'T THE SKY SUPPOSED TO BE BLUE?
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