The blue sky The blue sky The blue sky The blue sky I find it hard to breathe As life just eats away At the faces that surround me They look tired today The lady at my table Doesn't want me here I just want to talk to her But would she laugh at my accent And make fun of me Oh, it doesn't seem like this Blue sky's here for me There are no girls in here As far as I can see Only pin-up posters Looking down at me Watching paper cups of coffee Growing cold before my eyes All the things I see That make me realise I'm in this big world without you Nothing to my name Oh, I never knew that Blue sky meant such pain The blue sky The blue sky The blue sky The blue sky I'm dying to be different In the coffee shop I've lived on borrowed strength Now my supplies are cut Though I'm older than my looks And older than my years I'm too young to take on My deepest fears Oh, I used to be confused But now I just don't know Since you left I've been watching Blue skies come and go The blue sky Since you left I've been watching Blue skies come and go The blue sky
Club Tropicana (Karaoke Version) - Originally Performed By Wham