go find a jukebox and see what a quarter will do i don t wanna talk i just wanna go back to blue feeds me when i m hungry and quenches my thirst loves me when i m lonely and thinks of me first blue is the color of night when the red sun disappears from the sky raven feathers shiny and black a touch of blue glistening down her back we don t talk about heaven and we don t talk about hell we ve come to depend on one another so damn well so go to confession whatever gets you through you can count your blessings i ll just count on blue blue is the color of night when the red sun disappears from the sky raven feathers shiny and black a touch of blue glistening down her back blue