Blue Jean Skies

Lying down On our backs On the grass Staring up At the sky Mile high blue How you laugh Dented smile And the clouds Make a face And I ache Little dew In your eyes Floating through Oh the sounds Cicada blues Anxious leaves Oh my sweet Buttercup On your skin says you do But do you? Radiant clouds In blue jean skies Radiant clouds In blue jean skies Touching knees On your bed Pattern sheets Don't express Frozen words In my head Made of wood Wish I could I am yours Till the end Will it end? As if I knew What to do We undressed Bodies pressed Drank some wine Our first time Then you cried And I Didn't know how to ask What blues moved through you Radiant clouds In blue jean skies Radiant clouds In blue jean skies Round and round we go Trying to let go This arpeggio Staring out the window Round and round we go Trying to let go This arpeggio Staring out the window It is radiant As the clouds drift by It is radiant As the clouds drift by Radiant clouds In blue jean skies Radiant clouds In blue jean skies