Blue Lyrics - Sophie B. Hawkins

Blue you're always dancing in my hand 

The way you toss your hips and things you've said 

(Moving like an angel) 

Gazing out my window on the bus 

(On Washington Square) 

I saw New York crack a smile for us 

Blue, I hope you like me too 

I've been painting pictures on my wall of you 

Blue, I don't believe this is a tease 

You could rule my world baby if you please 

Skipping down the streets of Harlem 

I hear your sweet soul calling me 

If I could play the violin I'd make a symphony in 

Blue, I hope you like me too 

I've been painting pictures on my wall of you 

Oh, blue, blue, won't you come dance with me? 

There's a party in full swing right down the street 

When you strut like an Italian Movie star 

Taking your Cappuccinos into the park 

Everybody wants to know who you are 

Writing poetry until it gets dark 

Dropping your dirty laundry off once a week 

The delivery boys compete 

But you never let them past the stoop 

'Cause you know that you're the neighborhood scoop