Words & music by Mary Win.
Copyright © 2007 Mary Win. All rights reserved.
My darling blue I do the cutest little things to you
I take your hand to a time of merry straw boaters
And silvery moons
You dine on a golden table
With ruby colored candles and the lightest crystal spoons
In here the world is spinning slowly
The world is spinning slowly, so just fall...
So just fall back...
So just fall back
So just fall back...
So just fall back
My darling blue why don't you?
Why don't you? (x3)
My darling blue why don't you.
Let's wind our gears so high
To a place where only we can climb
Teatime in the garden by the coast
It's cloaked by a ship so large and breaking
Corks pop from the cold and the heating
But very, very neatly fall to the ground
This vessel is done believing
Crumbling apart, so just fall...
So just fall back...
So just fall back
So just fall back...
So just fall back
My darling blue why don't you?