Blue

Blue..Strange colour blue, Sixteen tons on the moon

Blue..Strange colour blue, Coming back to you
Pushing through, Pouring rain
Nearly there, Nearly there
Oh blue

Blue,Strange colour blue
Sixteen tons on the moon
Hey little mister driver man, Keep your head up
We are nearly there
I am racing,Outside and below myself
Nearly forgot myself there, Nearly there, Yeah

Oh everybody's sleeping now..

An industrial silence singing

And the rain will keep hammering down from over head

Now there's a blue, blue strange colour blue
Let me dream of me and you
Oh how the rain keeps hammering down
Pour Oh running down the window, Like a vein on my arm
Oh running down the window
Like a vein on my arm..Yeah

This is how we do it..Nearly there

Oh blue..