Chanson bleue

I'm gonna write you a blue song
So you can have dreams like a child
Where your nights won't have any more pain
Then, during the day, you'll sing
So others can have hope...
When the world learns about it,
You can leave this life.
You'll come sing in the skies...
Blue Song...

You'll make the angels cry
Telling them about your suffering
Bring in your pretty hands
Your heart, your tears, and then life...
When Jesus died on the cross,
He suffered just like you,
Forgive your mother, and the Good Lord
And leave on earth like God...
Blue Song...

Now your mission's done...
You're gonna leave your friends...
Stroke the hair of the children,
Smile at the old folks as you pass,
You have no more tomorrows:
Your mornings full of sorrow are over...
Saint Peter, the angels, and the Good Lord
Will open the gates of heaven for you...
Blue Song...