Blue by Ghostly Beard

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Jazz Ballad
Current Round: 1  
2.2
 

Lyrics

Scarlet dress and lavender hair
A coral carpet in her lair
Shades of green, a purple chair
She wants more colours everywhere

Dancing her way through life and none of it really matters
You could say she floats around all day
Living her fantasy world

Bright as light and soft as a feather
Embracing life like there's no other
Silly jokes, running around
She wants more treasures to be found

Dancing her way through life and none of it really matters
You would see her laughing all the way
Me, I see her in

Blue... my little girl's blue...
My little girl's blue...

Flat heel shoes made for dancing
Spotlight, sunlight, angel's wings
Hide and seek and skipping stones
She wants me singing on the phone

Dancing her way through life and none of it really matters
You would find her writing secret plays
Acting her fantasy world

I'm wrapped around her little finger
Summer warming a cold winter
A ray of sunshine, my melted heart
I wonder how she's doing that

Dancing her way through life and none of it really matters
You could hear her singing everyday
Me, I see her in

Blue... my little girl's blue...
My little girl's blue...