Blue World - Paul Brady

    There you go again
    Pretending that the world is blue
    And you see red when I explain
    That I don't share your point of view
    Well I say open up your eyes
    For the world is like a rainbow
    And maybe blue is just the colour
    Of the world inside of you
    But that kind of blue world
    That's not my world
    I don't want to paint your picture
    I ain't here to sing your sorrows
    Ain't got time to be your hero
    I don't want to be your poet

    Chorus

    Everybody feel the same pain
    Everybody doing time
    I can't be the one you're needing
    I can just be who I am

    Who I am
    We all want a world
    With a perfect constitution
    Believe me, we all want it now
    Don't want to wait another day
    And maybe if this world's to change
    It's going to take a revolution
    But in the meantime, be my friend
    And don't turn your head away
    For your kind of blue world
    That's not my world
    I don't want to paint your picture
    I don't want to write your dreams
    I ain't here to sing your sorrows
    Your blue world is not my scene
    Ain't got time to be your hero
    You can tell me that's a crime
    I don't want to be your poet
    Crying out your ancient rhyme
     
     

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