It's funny how sadness is described as feeling blue
My eyes are darkest blue while crying over you
For the moment I am happy but is it to good to be true?
My moments of happiness with you have far to few
My eyes are still blue, only a slightly lighter hue
It seems they are anticipating what mistake you will do
The tears are there waiting for you to give them their cue
When the sadness returns the dark blue will renew
