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Blue

The Bluetones

It's blue down that street,
Just like people you might meet.
It's true on their face,
Loneliness you can't escape,
Who could ever take her place?

She was the little one,
Seemed like life had just begun,
The bell on the phone,
Then we knew we were all alone,
All our tears couldn't bring her home.






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