Blue times are here.
Blue times are places.
Blue times be gone.
Blue times are faces.
A Valentine of navy hue.
Time bomb blessings from me to you.
I need songs for lovers.
Nobody writes them anymore.
Blue times have been.
Blue times are coming.
Blue times be done.
No one be loving.
Not me, not you.
We're into something blue.
We're too into something blue.
There's a party somewhere tonight.
Are we going? Why doesn't anyone write songs for lovers? So let's go to the party tonight.
Are we going to the part