Blue WomanWinter, he's on our front porch
Laying down a sheet of snow
Me, I'm in our big brass bed laying in all my sorrow
'Cause I am a blue woman, and you are my blue man
Winter, he's got me dreamin' of my first home, the burning southwest
So I lay here through the quiet morning counting on dreams I can't quite grab
Broken Feetwhen i'm awake on the road
you paced the pool with me on the phone
i slept one wink, a cheap motel bed
with thoughts of another man pressed form in my head
with my moon in cancer, i wanna show you love
but it's impossible when all i know is lust
so i've been misused and now i'm defective
but just like you, i kicked the door in.
IreneFarewell, Irene, where your dreams are bound I just can't tell
But we both know, Irene, they won't come true at the bottom of a well
Gain some confidence, Irene, if you speak let your voice ring out
But keep your grace, Irene, Don't go fallin' in love with yourself
You are a magnet, Irene
Sometimes good people draw troublesome things