| I believe my time ain't long | |
| I've got a feeling I am going wrong | |
| And if you see me coming 'round | |
| you know my words will only bring you down | |
| Blue is the colour of my soul | |
| Bad times breaking up my life lines | |
| Now my days are all overcast | |
| and I can't seem to find my way up on this lonely road | |
| And I believe that before too long | |
| all my sorrows will be overcome | |
| Well, I don't know but I've been told | |
| you ain't worth much when your blood is cold | |
| Blue is the colour of my soul | |
| Bad times breaking up my life lines | |
| Now my days are all overcast | |
| and I can't seem to find my way up on this lonely road | |
| Well, have you heard the screams of a thousand dead | |
| The Reaper whispers in your ears, waiting for your death | |
| One more day, and I'm dragging on | |
| like there's still people that are walking ... | |
| The tears falling from my heavy eyes, | |
| the snow is falling from my yellow sky | |
| One more day, and I ask myself | |
| how long, how long before I do pass on? | |
| Red sun burned my eyes | |
| White vision arrives from forgotten times | |
| Blue is the colour of my soul | |
| Well, I can't seem to find my way up on this lonely road, no | |
| Red sun, burns my eyes as I wake up | |
| Blue soul, bad times breaking up my life lines | |
| Red sun, burns my eyes as I wake up | |
| Blue soul, bad times breaking up my life lines |