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Sad Song
Back room parlor lonely sits and cries
See her with her head in hands
But nothing at all in her eyes
Always listening for the telephone
But it only rings wrong numbers
Or whenever she's not at home
Thinking life would pass her by
She opens up her arms to reach for the sky
Broken dreams, they never came true
So now she paints herself a sad song
And colors it blue
Late night cafe's closing on the street
He's turning out to hide in doorways
Any corner that others sleep
Empty bottle spirits, he has known
A vision of a quiet face
Together they look like home
Thinking life would pass him by
He opens up his arms to reach for the sky
Broken dreams, they never came true
So now he paints himself a sad song
And colors it blue
Memories fading photograph of years ago
When life had passed them by
They opened up their mouths to scream at the sky
My dreams, they never came true
So we will paint ourselves a sad song
And color it blue
Color it blue
Don't blame the passerby
Don't blame the passerby
Don't blame the passerby
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Don't blame the passerby
Don't blame the passerby
Don't blame the passerby
Color it blue
And color it blue
So we will paint ourselves a sad song
My dreams, they never came true
They opened up their mouths to scream at the sky
When life had passed them by
Memories fading photograph of years ago
And colors it blue
So now he paints himself a sad song
Broken dreams, they never came true
He opens up his arms to reach for the sky
Thinking life would pass him by
Together they look like home
A vision of a quiet face
Empty bottle spirits, he has known
Any corner that others sleep
He's turning out to hide in doorways
Late night cafe's closing on the street
And colors it blue
So now she paints herself a sad song
Broken dreams, they never came true
She opens up her arms to reach for the sky
Thinking life would pass her by
Or whenever she's not at home
But it only rings wrong numbers
Always listening for the telephone
But nothing at all in her eyes
See her with her head in hands
Back room parlor lonely sits and cries
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