Nothing bout the blues

Dont know nothing bout the blues,

I'm only waiting for some good news,

All the years, behind us

Like so many pears of shoes?

Dont know nothing bout the blues,

Since I have nothing left to lose,

Now youre gone, and all the doors are closed,

And I am too?

You lied, and I tried to understand,

Wiped away your tears and took your hand,

Laught as the afternoon turned green grass into gray

And the rain came down so silently,

It took our breath away?

Dont know nothing bout the blues,

I'm only waiting for some good news

All the years that fell behind us,

Like so many pears of shoes?

We sat in ordinary rooms?

Doing normal things?

Dusting off the tv

Waiting for the phone to ring

Weekends in the backyard, someone's at the door

Please let him in

Dont know nothing bout the blues,

And all we waiting for some good news,

All the years behind us

Like so many pears of shoes?