| You've heard these words because they're written on my face | |
| Like they were carved in stone that time cannot erase. | |
| What secrets lie behind an awful shade of blue ? | |
| In a place of reckoning I keep returning to. | |
| And we return back to the place where words belong, in an awful shade of blue. | |
| I sit and listen to an awful shade of blue, | |
| And through the creeping dust that I am listening to | |
| Are the words that I once loved and meant the world to me. | |
| But they are only now a distant memory. | |
| And we return back to a place where words belong, in an awful shade of blue. | |
| There's no sense in cryin', it is only a shade of blue. |