It's the colour of a murder
It’s the colour of your grandma’s hair
It’s the colour of a Smurf
It's the colour of a dirty film
It’s the colour of the sky
It’s the colour of Man City’s shirt
It’s the colour of your eyes
It's the colour of the deep blue sea
It's the colour of the moon
And blue is how you’ll make me feel
If you don’t come home soon
If you don’t come home soon
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