Could a folk singer's manipulation Get past those gloomy cerulean eyes Oh I hope so, I hope so, I hope so Could the soft hills of the Tar Heel State Be wrapped by that line in the sky Oh I hope so, I hope so, I hope so Bluer than blue sky Feels like an upside down ocean I would look at the starfish Stuck in slow, slow motion Could the azure achievements Of besting the boys be simply busy work? Oh I hope so, I hope so, I hope so Bluer than blue sky Feels like an upside down ocean I would look at the starfish Stuck in slow, slow motion Alright Sand in my eyes (Whistles) I'm bluer than blue So blue they invented a new color so you Could understand the shape I'm in I'm bluer than blue Bluer than that lonely whale in Washington Who sings his lonely song I'm bluer than blue I'm so blue they wrote a song about me And they called it blue