Don’t you wonder sometimes ‘Bout sound and vision?
Blue, blue, electric blue That’s the colour of my room Where I will live Blue, blue Pale blinds drawn all day Nothing to read, nothing to say Blue, blue I will sit right down Waiting for the gift of sound and vision And I will sing Waiting for the gift of sound and vision Drifting into my solitude Over my head
Don’t you wonder sometimes ‘Bout sound and vision?