Beautiful South
Little Blue

You can't write a novel from a briefcase
You can write a poem from a trench
You can dream a dream from A to B
But you can't catch a bus from a bench

You don't back a horse called Striding Snail
You don't name your boat Titanic II
So why when I see your happy smiling face
Do I always end up singing Little Blue

Little Blue, how do you do
Your smile looks like heaven
but your eyes hold a storm about to brew
Little Blue
How can a flower so pretty
be so laden down with dew
Little Blue

How can a flower so beautiful
be so laden down with dew
Little Blue

You can't build a brewery on a cemetery
You can build a pub on a church
And people fall quicker than buildings do
You have to decide what comes first

You don't call a plane the Flying Roman
'Cause the Romans always walked and never flew
So why when I see your happy smiling face
Do I always end up singing Little Blue

Little Blue, how do you do
Your smile looks like heaven
but your eyes hold a storm about to brew
Little Blue
How can a flower so pretty
be so laden down with dew
Little Blue

Well Bukowski wrote a story from a barstool
And Keats from the top of a hill
So I'm going to save my special song for you
From a grave where it's quiet and it's chill

'Cause there's a queue of clouds assembled
On the horizon of your smile
When most think that you're holding back
I know you're holding bile

Little Blue, how do you do
Your smile looks like heaven
but your eyes hold a storm about to brew
Little Blue
How can a flower so pretty
be so laden down with dew
Little Blue

How can a flower so beautiful
be so laden down with dew
Little Blue





Mirror lyrics:




Little Blue
be so laden down with dew
How can a flower so beautiful

Little Blue
be so laden down with dew
How can a flower so pretty
Little Blue
but your eyes hold a storm about to brew
Your smile looks like heaven
Little Blue, how do you do

I know you're holding bile
When most think that you're holding back
On the horizon of your smile
'Cause there's a queue of clouds assembled

From a grave where it's quiet and it's chill
So I'm going to save my special song for you
And Keats from the top of a hill
Well Bukowski wrote a story from a barstool

Little Blue
be so laden down with dew
How can a flower so pretty
Little Blue
but your eyes hold a storm about to brew
Your smile looks like heaven
Little Blue, how do you do

Do I always end up singing Little Blue
So why when I see your happy smiling face
'Cause the Romans always walked and never flew
You don't call a plane the Flying Roman

You have to decide what comes first
And people fall quicker than buildings do
You can build a pub on a church
You can't build a brewery on a cemetery

Little Blue
be so laden down with dew
How can a flower so beautiful

Little Blue
be so laden down with dew
How can a flower so pretty
Little Blue
but your eyes hold a storm about to brew
Your smile looks like heaven
Little Blue, how do you do

Do I always end up singing Little Blue
So why when I see your happy smiling face
You don't name your boat Titanic II
You don't back a horse called Striding Snail

But you can't catch a bus from a bench
You can dream a dream from A to B
You can write a poem from a trench
You can't write a novel from a briefcase


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