My Pretty Blues

All my life,

I’ve been waiting for you,

I never want to say goodbye,

To you.

All my life,

I’ve been searching for you,

I never want to let go,

Of you.

My love for you is real,

In the shape of heart,

I play my guitar,

For you.

In my room,

On the floor,

When you were just nineteen.

My pretty blues.

I will buy you,

A bed of roses,

Just to keep,

That smile on your face,

I will buy you,

A pocket full of bacon,

Just to see those eyes,

In the rain.

My love for you is real,

In the shape of heart,

I play my guitar,

For you.

In my room,

On the floor,

When you were just nineteen.

My pretty blues.

All the air,

In the atmosphere,

Is never enough,

To tell you I care.

All the air,

In the atmosphere ,

Is never enough,

To tell you I’m there.

My love for you is real,

In the shape of heart,

I play my guitar,

For you.

In my room,

On the floor,

When you were just nineteen.

My pretty blues.