Robin egg blue is the color of the dress she wears Raven black is the color of her hair And the song that she hums inside she sings A hummingbird forgets
the door Of her screened in porch And I am sailing away recalling that day Miles from shore She was still wearing white and robin's egg blue Her grandmother
Now touch the air softly, step gently, one, two ... I'll love you 'til roses are robin's egg blue; I'll love you 'til gravel is eaten for bread, And lemons
wax, but I can never relax without my box of 96. I love you Vivid Violet. I love you Robin's Egg Blue. I love you Screamin' Green, and Purple Mountain
gone Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home. Sitting in a sycamore in St. John's Wood Soakin' day old bread in kerosene He was blue as a robin's egg
gone Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home. Sitting in a sycamore in St. John's Wood Soaking' day old bread in kerosene He was blue as a robin's egg
And from the cradle to the grave Cradle to the grave you'll behave And when I fall in your Christmas tree The dinner party reveals In me robin egg blue
Me again, you again Robin's egg blue again, Eagerly notice the crocuses, Suddenly, Spring arrives, In the sky bluebird reconnaissance, Phoebes dip straw
you cannot be wed Choose a young man instead Beggar, wiseman Beggar, wiseman Beggar, wiseman, or thief No other I'll find I'd rather be blind Missed your eyes of robin egg blue
I want you like a foot wants a shoe Like a 1 wants a 2 Like a pink wants a blue Like a cheated on partner Wants an answer A dancer wants a beat And a
