blue is our color

I stand before you accused of many crimes 

But I want to believe that love can still survive 

You don't have to say it, I don't have to read your mind  

To know that emptiness has finally arrived  

How was I to know right from wrong? 

Words were hardly spoken, so where did I go wrong?
 

Tell me honestly, if you're still loving me 

Looking into my eyes honestly 

Words have more meaning, if they're said at certain times 

I need you now so I can feel alive
How would you know if you won't give me some time  

To see if everything could work you'll be mine? 

I'll be lost forever or someday I may find  

The words that I've been searching for or just some peace of mind
 

Tell me honestly, if you're still loving me  

Looking into my eyes honestly

Tell me honestly, if you're still loving me  

Looking into my eyes honestly

 

All the nights I sit and wonder there must be more life  

I'm sure that days and years go by while I am living with, 

living with a lonely feeling

Hi, Stew..

It was amazing that I replied one of your thread. You were mentioning a color code, and I surely googled it to find out. Well, you know I'm onto blue too. Just like you. Blue is my color, though not all the things I own are in blue. But yes, I love blue.

See? We have a lot of things in common. Blue is our color. And why you still take me for granted? I know, they're not rhyming.

But surely, I still miss our talks.