Sweet Greens and Blues

If we don't make it this year

See what next year can bring

The seasons go turning from winter to spring

The stars in their courses say we win or we lose

Can you tell me what they're saying

About sweet greens and blues

We won't live in a mansion with acres of land

These neat little houses look just like we've planned

We can live in a basement

We won't miss the views

Just as long as we're living

With sweet greens and blues

Now the children are growing

And they play round the door

And one is just three years

And the other's about four

They plague us with questions

And mud on their shoes

But they often remind us

Of sweet greens and blues

Now the winter is comin'

With leaves turning brown

They drift through the streets of this dusty old town

Young people go walking

In ones and in twos

Can't you tell they're all dreaming

Of sweet greens and blues?