Lyrics
Blue is the colour of the sky, the hours and the days of every week
Is as narrow as the road, the years pass by unnoticed
But sometimes when the clouds obscure the sun, if i could show you the sky
That winds upon its way, the pain of joy is equal, and a little child smiles sweetly
The hours and the days of every week, and i know you feel the same way, and i have no need to protest
The years pass by unnoticed, and you want to know why
To learn to ask the question why, even though you never have to speak, if you want the reasons
And i know you feel the same way, the years pass by unnoticed Renaissance, i wonder why my day
But sometimes when the clouds obscure the sun, blue is the colour of the sky Innocence, is as narrow as the road
but sometimes when the clouds obscure the sun
blue is the colour of the sky
Blue is the colour of the sky, if you want the reasons, then you ve missed the point completely
If i could show you why, and i have no need to protest
for the changing of the seasons
if i could show you
The pain of joy is equal, for the changing of the seasons
The years pass by unnoticed, but sometimes when the clouds obscure the sun
Blue is the colour of the sky, cause he hasn t had the time
then you ve missed the point completely
blue is the colour of the sky
if i could show you
and a little child smiles sweetly
If i could show you, and you want to know why
If i could show you, and a little child smiles sweetly, cause he hasn t had the time
That winds upon its way, but sometimes when the clouds obscure the sun Renaissance, if i could show you
If i could show you the sky, i wonder why my day