You sit there mesmerized by the depth of her eyes
Going home, going home, going home, going home
Soon she's gon' to fly away, her sadness is her own
So get all those blues, must be a thousand hues
If you categorize she got soul, she got soul, she got soul
Flying is forgotten now, she thinks only of you, woo just you
And each is differently used you just know
Leave beside her bath of tears, she'll go home, going home
There she sits a lofty bird, the strangest color blue