These Blues

Woke up this morning
What did I do?
I pictured your face there
I was thinking of you

These blues, I walk with
These blues, that hold me at night
Bold in anger yet hurting all the time
These blues

I was there at the bus stop
Still thinking of you
My heart pounds, pounds, pounds
You take me higher

These blues, I live with
These blues, that chill me at night
Cold, my anger, I curse it all the time
These blues

I'm sitting here thinking
Yes only of you
I picture you doing
Those things that you do

Those blues, I'll let go
Those blues, won't chill me at night
You hold my anger, embrace me through the night
Those blues

© 2005, Mosquitobyte