My Secret Blues

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Under the old lamppost where the midnight shadows fall,
I remember a lonely trumpet singing through it all.
The city held its breath, the night stood still and low,
While every star above me wore a softer glow.

I never knew his name, I never saw his smiling face,
He came just like a whisper, then he vanished without a trace.
But I keep shining every night, still waiting by my light,
For the man who played that magic blues one silent night.

      I still carry that old glow,
      From a dream that touched me so.
      I still hear that magic sound,
      When the world stood still around.

      My blues... my blues...
      My old, sweet, endless blues.
      My blues... my blues...
      My heart still knows the secret blues.

Years have rolled like rivers, washing streets away,
New faces pass beneath me in the changing light of day.
The trees have lost their colors, old windows fade away,
But I still hear that trumpet like a song that chose to stay.

      I still carry that old glow,
      From a dream that touched me so.
      I still hear that magic sound,
      When the world stood still around.

      My blues... my blues...
      My old, sweet, endless blues.
      My blues... my blues...
      My heart still knows the secret blues.

My friends are gone, those old lights that knew my lonely glow,
The park has changed its colors, but I still remember you.
The voices of the past are fading like a distant song,
But the night still keeps the melody that carried me along.

      I still carry that old glow,
      From a dream that touched me so.
      I still hear that magic sound,
      When the world stood still around.

      My blues... my blues...
      My old, sweet, endless blues.
      My blues... my blues...
      My heart still knows the secret blues.

I still carry that old glow,
From a dream that touched me so.
I still hear that magic sound,
When the world stood still around.

      My old sweet endless blues …