Jacaranda Blue

A bitter north-wind and a winter sky Snow is due or so they say In the greyness of this sad November A spring of love to remember Yes! I've had better days All I need are thoughts of you... My Jacaranda Blue Single minded in this darkened room Why do I wallow in this way? Far too long, I've been concealing Truth or lies, what is revealing Yes! I've had better days All I need is to search for you... My Jacaranda Blue Sunlight dances in the hotel room A breakfast tray beside the bed Long haul flight; never ending Tiredness into sleep descending But now I turn my head All I see next to me is you... My Jacaranda Blue