Useless poetry - # - sergio's Photos

For better and more useful poetry, go listen to Tom Waits.

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You stepped out of my dreams,
and now that the Jazz begins,
my rainbow turns blue,
wishing I could be with you.

What if it was me?
What if the stars would shine brighter,
and the snow would be whiter,
what if you don't have a dream,
how are you going to make it come true?
What if the rainbow is missing a color,
and that color is you?
What if it was me,
what if it was you,
and what if this was true.

You stepped out of my dreams,

and now that the Jazz begins,

my rainbow turns blue,

wishing I could be with you.

You stepped out of my dreams,
and now that the Jazz begins,
my rainbow turns blue,
wishing I could be with you.

You stepped out of my dreams,

and now that the Jazz begins,

my rainbow turns blue,

wishing I could be with you.

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