My Life Has Turned to Blue

Our summer's gone, the golden days are through. The rosy dawns I used to wake with you have turned to grey, my life has turned to blue. The once-green lawns glisten now with dew. Red robin's gone, down to the South he flew. Left here alone, my life has turned to blue. I've heard the news that winter too will pass, that spring's a sign that summer's due at last. But until I see you lying in green grass, my life has turned to blue.