Burning Blue - Steve Dansiger
One thing
Is for certain
I have nothing
To do
I'm standing
By my own side
And thinking
About you
Reflections
In a deep well
Fragments
Of a dream
I'm
Accidentally sleeping
I'm beginnin'
To see
Two lovers
In a courtyard
Three angels
On the fence
Four children watching lonely
And to
The present tense
I'm standing
By my own side
And I'm thinking
About you
The trees
Are waving softly
And you're eyes
Are burning blue
And you're eyes
Are burning blue
And you're eyes
Are burning blue
Burning blue
Burning blue
Burning blue