A little bit blue
Fall rain
And liquor
Smiling, I don’t know
Is beauty a mistake
The result of preference
I can’t get the girl
Because I don’t really want to
I’m a little bit blue.
It’s not the money
It the time
Or the absence of the rhyme
I’m good not knowing what
I should do
I’m a little bit blue
There’s no one here
Foggy windshield, radio, rain
There’s no one here
And I don’t mind
I’m writing from me to you
Will you read it, what will you say,
I’m a little bit blue.