text: My sandpaper sigh engraves a line
  Into the rust of your tongue
  Girl I couldve been someone to you
  Would have painted the skies blue
  Baby blue
  If you knew
  Baby blue
  Baby blue
  Baby blue
  Edging closer, you swing my way
  Girl Ive got no chance
  And nothing to say
  Girl but stay here for a little while
  Baby blue
  Baby blue
  Baby blue
  But if only you could see
  My shadow crossing your path
  It wont be the last baby
  You are my baby
  You are my baby
  I was your slave, can’t you see?
  I was your slave, can’t you see?
  Bobbing on the problem
  On the problem, on the throbbing
  She was falling, I was bawling
  My heart was stopping, she was throbbing