Listen to my blue bird laugh   She can tell you why   Deep within her heart you see   She knows only right, whoa, just light.      There she sits this lofty bird   The strangest color blue   Flying is forgotten now   She thinks only of you, woo, just you.      So get all those blues, must be a thousand hues   And each is differently used   You just know, you sit there mezmerized   By the depth of her eyes   And if you categorize she got soul   She got soul, she got soul.      Soon she's gon' to fly away   Her sadness is her own   Leave beside her bath of tears   She'll go home...