Born to be Blue

Some folks were meant to live in clover But they are such a chosen few And clovers being green Is something I've never seen 'Cause I was born to be blue When there's a yellow moon above me They say there's moonbeams I should view But moonbeams being gold Are something I can't behold 'Cause I was born to be blue When I met you The world was bright and sunny When you left The curtain fell I'd like to laugh with you But there's nothing strikes me funny Now my world's a faded pastel Well, I guess I'm luckier Than some folks I've known the thrill of loving you And that alone is more Than I was created for 'Cause I was born to be blue