Mr. Blue by Garth Brooks

Our guardian star lost all its glow, yet I lost you. It lost all its glitter the day you said no. Its gray skies turned to blue. Like him, I am doubtful that your love is true. So if you decide to call on me, call Mr. Blue. Mr. Blue, when you say you love me, then prove it by going out on the sly. Proving your love is untrue. Call me Mr. Blue. I'm Mr. Blue. When you say you're sorry, then turn around, headed for the lights of town. Hurting me through and through. Call me Mr. Blue. I sleep alone each night. Wait by the phone each night. But you don't call, and I won't hurt my pride. Call me Mr. I won't tell you. When you paint the town, come bright red to turn it upside down. I'm painting it too. But I'm painting it blue. I sleep alone each night. Wait by the phone each night. But you don't call, and I won't hurt my pride. Call me Mr. I won't tell you. When you paint the town, come bright red to turn it upside down. I'm painting it too. But I'm painting it blue. Call me Mr. Blue. Call me Mr.