If Blue Could Be Happiness

Tucked away from what

Makes the grass burn in the sun

Blue water in forests of love

What happens to the sky in the long Sunday night?

And if only I could know if I'm cold as ice

And if only I could see you after I die

If blue could be happiness, then that's all I'd want

What a pretty pink light, shining Eastside

Of the bedroom on walls of white

When the five o'clock sunset steals all the light

I look at you and I want to cry

And if only I could tell everyone alive

That the light is real and the heart is right and it's

Not a lie

Well, if only it was easy, then who am I?

To me, I'm the space, but to you, I'm the inside

If blue could be happiness, then that's all I'd want