The sun goes down He takes the day, but I'm grown And in your way He walks away My tears dry on their own In this blue shade So we are history Your shadow covers me The sky above ablaze

Because we own the sky Secrets from the winds Burnt stars crying It's coming, it's coming now! What's coming? What's coming now? Each shade of blue Is kept in our eyes Keep blowing and lighting Soft, soft or cruel

Drink some Margaritas by a string of blue lights Listen to the Mariachi play at midnight Are you with me, are you with me? I wanna dance by water 'neath the Mexican sky Are you with me?

Drink some Margaritas by a string of blue lights Listen to the Mariachi play at midnight Are you with me, are you with me? I wanna dance by water 'neath the Mexican sky Are you with me?

All set ready to go, but little does he know He ain't comin' back no more All set ready to fly, into that deep blue sky Like so many times before Now the tower's callin', there's no reply And there's nothin' they can do Now the night is fallin' before

Drink some Margaritas by a string of blue lights Listen to the Mariachi play at midnight Are you with me, are you with me? I wanna dance by water 'neath the Mexican sky Are you with me?

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, Blue skys from pain. Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade Your heros for ghosts?

Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day The sun is up, the sky is blue It's beautiful and so are you Dear Prudence won't you come out to play Look around round round Dear Prudence open up your eyes Dear Prudence

Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the south-land I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again and I think it's a sin Well I heard Mister Young sing

I don't like this livin', I love it Sweet magnolia blue sky up above it I don't call Corolina just a place I visit I call Carolina home I don't like drinking beer, I love it On the back porch swinging with my honey So you better get to lovin' this living