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