My heart turns grey as granite
And my soul is damned
Damn it: my blues are now red
My blues are now red
It's been a dream since we met
Even better if she'd let her blues turn to red
Her blues turn to red
I'd give the moon and a diamond
But what's the use in trying?
And everything fades to black
When I hear her say that I'm already dead
Already dead
When baby's in black she can't hear
She can't see that, in fact, all my blues are now red
My blues are now red
I'd give the moon and a diamond
But what's the use in trying?
And everything fades to black
When I hear her say that I'm already dead
Already dead...