Blue Lady

Blue Lady, your mind is an island,

A hidden place where you can go.

It's lush and green there, a land of creation,

A place where marvelous things grow.

Blue Lady how I’d love to follow you

To your island far away.

You hold a beauty there that my heart’s forgotten.

Blue Lady take me away.

If I were to steer my ship alee of your isle

Would I be received or sent away?

If I put ashore on your sheltering island

Could I walk the shore with you?

Blue Lady Blue Lady

Blue Lady how can you bear to leave

Your lovely island in the sun?

To walk each day in this cold, grey world

Where everyone is hurting everyone.

If you were to sail your ship to my safe harbor

There I could protect you from all harm.

I’d keep the world away from your fragile island

Where we could walk the shore, me and

Blue Lady, Blue Lady, Blue Lady.

© Craig Roberts 1987