Текст Michael Franks – Mr. Blue

We touched like watercolour fawns
In landscapes painted by Cézanne
Like lovers floating painted by Chagall
But you and I were you-I then

We thought the rush would never end
We thought the sky, the sky would never fall
We lived we loved we laughed we cried
We’ll never die, and now I think of you
And I change right into Mr Blue

You say your lover buys you lace
I say: «He’s fine, I like his face!»
I guess you still think love will conquer all
I know, but it’s not what you think
I only hope it stays in-sync
I only want, I want to wish you well