Learnin' The Blues

November 2003

The tables are empty – the dance floor’s deserted,
You play the same love song,
It’s the tenth time you’ve heard it.

That’s the beginning,
Just one of the clues,
You’ve had your first lesson,
In learnin’ the blues.

The cigarettes you light,
One after the other,
Won’t help you forget him,
When you’re losing your lover.

You’re only burning,
A torch you can’t lose
But you’re on the right track,
For learnin’ the blues.

When you’re out in a crowd,
The blues will taunt you constantly,
When you’re out in a crowd,
The blues will haunt your memory.

The nights when you don’t sleep,
The whole night you’re crying,
But you cannot forget him,
Soon you even stop trying.

You’ll walk the floor,
And wear out your shoes,
When you feel your heart break,
You’re learnin’ the blues.