Up along the hallway. Down along the stairs. I can see the pictures. We've made down through the years. . And it makes me blue, darlin'. Thinking of the past.
Up along the hallway, down along the stairs. I can see the pictures that we made down through the years. And it makes me blue darling, thinking of the past.
The blues the come and the blues they go. Don't hold your breath, they'll be coming back. Make you step outside that life you lead. Feel the blues fade to black.