Testo Blue Prelude

Let me sigh, let me cry when I'm blue, Let me go away from this lonely town, Won't be long till my sun will be blue, Cos I know I'm on my last go round. All the love I could steal, beg or borrow, Wouldn't heal all the pain in my soul. What is love? Only a prelude to sorrow, With a heartbreak ahead for your goal, Here I go - Now you know why I'm leaving. Got the blues. What can I lose? Goodbye! What is love? Only a prelude to sorrow, With a heartbreak ahead for your goal, Here I go - Now you know why I'm leaving. I got the blues. What can I lose? Goodbye