Good-bye blue.
Good-bye gray.
Good things come to those who wait.
Good-bye blue.
Hey, good-bye night.
I can't be blue
if I'm washed in white,
so good-bye blue.
Good-bye.
Tossing in my bed,
because this rebeld in my head
won't move on
and colors all I do
with the bluest shade of blue
till dawn.
Oh, but I have learned
just to keep the faith.
Yeah, I never liked him anyway,
Good-bye, blue.
Good-bye gray.
Good things come
to those who wait.
Good-bye, blue.
Hey, good-bye, night.
I can't be blue
if I'm washed in white,
so god-bye, blue.
Good-bye.
Now when he comes around,
he know
that I'll turn away.
Hey, but I can wait him out
when he throws a shade of doubt
on my day.
Hey, I've got
my rosy glasses on,
so tell me
when old blue is gone.
Yeah, good-bye, blue.
Good-bye, gray.
Good things come
to those who wait.
Good-bye, blue.
Hey, good-bye, night.
I can't be blue
if i'm washed in white,
so good-bye, blue.
Good-bye.
Good-bye, blue.
Good-bye, gray.
Good things come to those who wait.
Good-bye, blue.
Hey, good-bye, night.
I can't be blue
if i'm washed in white,
so good-bye, blue.
Yeah, good-bye.
Yeah, good-bye, blue.
Good-bye.
Good-bye.
Good-bye, blue.

INVIA LE CORREZIONI