Holcombe Waller - Baby Blue lyrics

Baby blue* In the kitchen sun you stand Oh your shoulders, oh your hands Your weekend plans trapped in the orbit of your bed As your heart pounds in your head Like a prisoner left for dead If he were only dead These quiet conversations you've been having with yourself Bruise your ribs up with the iron that once belonged to someone else I take two steps back and then three steps up Still I'd fall back to stand by you And back to sleep, baby blue For the case was true, yes it was true These quiet conversations you've been having with yourself Bruise your ribs up with the iron you wish belonged to someone else I take two steps back and then three steps up Still I'd fall back to stand by you Back to sleep by you Back to sleep But that kind of dream is done Nothing lost and no thing won And the best is yet to come And that old bull dogging my friends I've outrun