Blue You

The moon was singing the blues The stars in the sky harmonized singing it too and I, far below was singing low and slow for you and I know all the world was singing the blues The Queen was singing the blues The President played the saxophone sounded so along it was on the news And from Ursa Minor in what looked like an all-night diner came lonely luminous creatures whose only human feature was singing the blues soft and low The blues was singing the blues The dead in their graves and the gods in their caves, they'd been waiting so long to sing the blue song about you