Blue Sky Day
Out of the blue, come, renew, drive my blues away.
Nothing soars my spirit, like a blue sky day.
Deep and dark, perfect hue, half my world is pure blue.
Throw your worries to the wind, a blue-sky day will make old new again.
What? Me worry? No way, Jose.
What we got here is a blue-sky day.
Don't we know, it's just refracted light, and without the atmosphere, our sky would be blacker than night?
Copyright 1998 © Ronald W. Hull