Ballad in Blue

There's a minor tune the breezes croon when summer's through
Goodbye Rose
There's a mournful sound that hangs around the memory of you
The music my dreams compose

In the souvenirs that share my tears
I found my ballad in blue
It's a chansonette of deep regret
And dreams that never came true

It was born of sighs and cold grey eyes
That told me we were through
To the memory that you'll always be
I sing my ballad in blue

That's my ballad in blue