The moon should have been blue. To sail through oceans of joy, Either to bloom the flowers ... The moon should have been blue. To sail through oceans of joy, Either to b...

As long as the wind keeps swinging mighty trees, As long as the ocean waves kiss the s As long as the wind keeps swinging mighty trees, As long as the ocean waves k...

This poem is for those who love blue color. This poem is for those who love blue color.

Who saves you, like blue, my saviour? Who saves you, like blue, my saviour?

The last time I saw you was when my eyes were closed and I was out of my body! The last time I saw you was when my eyes were closed and I was out of my body!

The raindrops shine at the ends. The raindrops shine at the ends.