Blue Velvet

She Wore blue velvet. Bluer than velvet was the night. Softer than satin was the light From their sighs. She wore blue Velvet. Bluer than velvet were her Eyes. Warmer than May her tender Sighs. That was I. Hours that I Held tightly. Feeling her rapture grow. Like a flame burning Brightly. Then when she left, Gone was the glow Of blue Velvet. But in my heart there'll always be. Precious and warm soft memories Through the Years. And I still can See blue velvet Through my Tears