Sweet Greens and Blues

If we don't make it this year, see what next year can bring

Seasons go turning from winter to spring

The stars in their courses way 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 planned

We can live in the basement; we won't miss the views

Just as long as we're living 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 coming with leaves turning brown;

They drift through the streets of this dusty old town