Baby Blues

Godfather.

Baby blues and open doors
back to a place you once knew
behind the garden wall
under skys of blue
and everybody still loves you.

Motor cars
Rail trains
windshield wipers in the rain
moving in slow motion to show you the way
through the faces and places of yesterday.

And everybody still loves you.

Baby blues
crying eyes
and tear drops in the rain
nobody will ever see.

Holding hands and walking slow
you can't hide your baby blues
and even a million miles away
everybody still loves you.

Godfather.