Kristy Lee Cook

Blue
Oh, so lonesome for you
Why can't you be blue over me

Blue
Oh, so lonesome for you
Tears fill my eyes til I can't see

Three o'clock in the morning
Here am I
Sitting here so lonely
So what's my good cry

Blue
Oh, so lonesome for you
Why can't you be blue over me

Now that it's over
I realize
Those weak words you whisper
Were nothing but lies

Blue
Oh, so lonesome for you
Why can't you be blue over me
Why can't you be blue over me