Born to be Blue

Some folks were meant to live in clover

But they are such a chosen few

And clovers being green

Is something I've never seen

'Cause I was born to be blue

When there's a yellow moon above me

They say there's moonbeams I should view

But moonbeams being gold

Are something I can't behold

'Cause I was born to be blue

When I met you

The world was bright and sunny

When you left

The curtain fell

I'd like to laugh with you

But there's nothing strikes me funny

Now my world's a faded pastel

Well, I guess I'm luckier

Than some folks

I've known the thrill of loving you

And that alone is more

Than I was created for

'Cause I was born to be blue