Prussian Blue Songtext
von Richard Clapton

Well, I think I guess, I guess I′m doing fine
The chances are I, I just could lose my mind
'Cause I′m sure I was with you that icy winter's night
And this picture in my memory sure seems to fit your spine
Don't you remember me? I played my song on your telephone
And I′m sure that you′re the girl who
Painted the children upon my window
And changed the lights in my room to sad blue shadows
Then when I woke up in the morning, babe, you had flown

Don't you sit out on the street at Don Quixote′s feet
'Cause he don′t need you, babe, half as much as me
And if you got nowhere to go, won't you come in out of the cold?


Well, I bet you never thought I′d recognize
That the tune you're humming, it just happens to be mine
And I've known that hazy flicker in your eyes
Flashing off and on like some crazy neon sign
When you′re all dressed up in your 16th century clothes
Hung on your body in Da Vinci ratio
Every time you move, you strike a pose
Won′t you please be in my magic theatre show?

Don't you sit out on the street at Don Quixote′s feet
'Cause he don′t need you, babe, half as much as me
And if you got nowhere to go, won't you come in out of the cold?

Now I′m feeling things that just don't seem quite right
There's a high-pitched humming on my old electric light
Like a thousand sitars droning through the night
Flashing off and on like some crazy neon sign
I feel like I′m in a Buñuel movie right here at home
Surreal as Ornette Coleman′s saxophone
Playing on my broken gramophone
Oh now baby, don't you leave me here alone

Don′t you sit out on the street at Don Quixote's feet
′Cause he won't miss you, babe, half as much as me
And if you got nowhere to go, won′t you come in out of the cold?
Won't you come in out of the cold?
Won't you come in out of the cold?

Playing on my broken gramophone
Oh now baby, don′t you leave me here alone