'Blue'

Fictional. Teardrops of blue I now shed for you. My emotions are weak, but what can I do? I live in the blue house on Blueberry Hill And blue forget-me-nots touch this heart still. I recall your blue eyes, and I always will They shone for 'me only' on Blueberry Hill. Blue skies turned grey, as you walked away I hope we can meet on a warm sunny day For I have a plan ~ blueprint for tomorrow: My dress will be blue, and something I'll borrow. Your name will be Jack and mine will be Jill The church is in view from Blueberry Hill. Life for we two may regain its allure, Emotions may rise, with magic amour. So come to the blue house way over the hill Clairvoyance tells me how happy you'll feel For beautiful colour and a wonderful thrill Is waiting to greet you on Blueberry Hill.