Could a folk singer's manipulation
Get past those gloomy cerulean eyes
Oh I hope so, I hope so, I hope so
Could the soft hills of the Tar Heel State
Be wrapped by that line in the sky
Oh I hope so, I hope so, I hope so
Bluer than blue sky
Feels like an upside down ocean
I would look at the starfish
Stuck in slow, slow motion
Could the azure achievements
Of besting the boys be simply busy work?
Oh I hope so, I hope so, I hope so
Bluer than blue sky
Feels like an upside down ocean
I would look at the starfish
Stuck in slow, slow motion
Alright
Sand in my eyes
(Whistles)
I'm bluer than blue
So blue they invented a new color so you
Could understand the shape I'm in
I'm bluer than blue
Bluer than that lonely whale in Washington
Who sings his lonely song
I'm bluer than blue
I'm so blue they wrote a song about me
And they called it blue
