Shades of blue
Breaking through white clouds above
They're not beneath us
Yet they reach us
The blue marble
Half is day, half is night
Still, they don't see the light above them
Yet it loves them
The blue marble
Dream's a friend
Hand in the air
It still may be around
Will it come back again?
Floating free
In a sea of blackness tied to no strings
Yet it knows things
The blue marble
Dream's a friend
Hand in the air
It still may be around
Will it come back again?
