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BLUE
Blue you're always dancing in my hand
The way you toss your hips and things you've
said (moving like an angel)
Gazing out my window on the bus
(on Washington Square)
I saw New York crack a smile for us
Blue
I hope you like me too
I've been painting pictures on my wall of you
Blue I don't believe this is a tease
You could rule my world baby if you please
Skipping down the streets of Harlem
I hear your sweet soul calling me
If I could play the violin
I'd make a symphony in
Blue
I Hope you like me too
I've been painting pictures on my wall of you
Oh Blue Blue
Won't you come dance with me
There's a party in full swing
right down the street
When you strut like an Italian Movie star
Taking your Cappuccinos into the park
Everybody wants to know who you are
Writing poetry until it gets dark
Dropping your dirty laundry off once a week
The delivery boys compete
But you never let them past the stoop
'Cause you know that you're the
neighborhood scoop
WILDERNESS: TRACK BY TRACK
“When I started recording in my studio at home, the music was a little stiff because I was trying too hard to live up to the idea of professionalism, as if I were still signed to a big label, with someone breathing down my neck. But I forgot all that stuff when I got to ‘Blue.’ As I was singing it my dog, Huckleberry, was on the piano, howling along; you can actually hear her in there. That’s how it progressed--as a co-creation with Huckleberry. Then with the car honking and the phone ringing, it became very visual, like a movie of being on the street. Who is Blue? Is she this character who struts in the park with her cappuccino? Is it her dog? Actually, I never really decided. It just didn’t seem important to me, because I was too busy laughing my ass off.”
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