Some Other Kind of Blue
Lyrics: Stanley Péan / Music: Lucie Roy
for Wallace Roney and Dawn Jones
Like Crusoe on the shore
Of his damn deserted island
I wish we could talk some more
You would stay for a while and
Forget the never-ending curfew
I’d give in to those desires so new
To hold you
To hold you tight and tighter still
Just a glass of Moët
Would turn me into a Romantic poet
Somewhere, a muted trumpet’s blowing
I feel the midnight hour slowing
And the urge to kiss you
Could it be Gabriel’s horn
Echoing our love unadorned
Or just some other kind of blue?
Before, I’ve been lonely
But I never felt so alone
I wish you were with me
But here I am, on my own
Going through gloomy ruminations
Hanging onto crazy expectations
To kiss you
To kiss you twice and even more
To stare into your eyes
To hold you and swear we’ll never ever part
Somewhere, a muted trumpet’s blowing
I feel the midnight hour slowing
And the urge to kiss you
Could it be Gabriel’s horn
Sighing nightmare adjourned?
Don’t need no other kind of blue
Don’t need no other kind of blue
