Something Blue
Sitting there inside her empty house she walks the floor
Turns the T.V. on but she don't care
She's pretty sure she won't become a millionaire today
[Chorus]
She feels like something borrowed, something blue
Something pretty but ugly too
Just like something borrowed, something blue
She's like Cinderella without a shoe
Treasure Island without a clue
Just like something borrowed, something blue
Sharon's thinking "Man, I've got a lot to do
I'll vacuum again and maybe check for mail that no one's sent me"
She's a raging flower with the world to give
But somehow no one sees her as she really is
[Chorus]
Writer/s: Neal Morse