Lilting Ballad about young love in a Stockholm jazz cafe.

"Copper Blue" 
words and music by Chris Knudson 
©Tathata Music (ASCAP) 

VERSE
So they've finished their last set it seems 
The jazz-men pack up their notes and throw away the key. 
And our carafe of house Loire is getting thin 
And I'm noticing - God, I'm noticing... 

CHORUS
The drooping tulips on the pendant hanging from your neck 
Such a sweet bouquet embracing me. 

VERSE
Embracing your two lips pleasant in drink and talk 
About all that film noir and the back seat of a car. 
And our waitress speaking broken English says it's time to go 
And I'm noticing - God, I'm noticing... 

REPEAT CHORUS

VERSE
Embracing your tulips leaving red upon the cloth 
It's time to pay our way, the night is calling us 

BRIDGE
Back to the Old Town 
Into the midnight sun. 

VERSE
And all the nightshade flowers on the lane 
And I'm noticing - God, I'm noticing... 

REPEAT CHORUS

OUTRO
And every cent that I find in the street 
Reminds me of you.