Some folks were meant to live in clover,
But they are such a chosen few.
And clover being green is something Ive never seen
cause I was born to be blue.
When theres a yellow moon above me,
They say theres moonbeams I should view
But moonbeams being gold are something I cant behold
cause I was born to be blue.
When I met you the world was bright and sunny
When you left the curtain fell
Id like to laugh but nothing strikes me funny
Now my worlds a faded pastel
Well, I guess Im luckier than some folks,
Ive known the thrill of loving you.
And that alone is more than I was created for
cause I was born to be blue.