by Kenny Wayne Shepherd / Mark Selby / Tia Sillers
recording of 1997
from Trouble Is (Revolution/Warner Brothers 24689), copyright notice
Night, falls,
I'm alone
Skin, yeah,
chilled me to the bone
You, turned and you ran,
oh, slipped from the edge of my hand
Blue on black,
tears on a river
Push on a shove,
it don't mean much
Whisper on a scream,
doesn't change a thing
Don't bring you back
Blue on black
Blind, oh,
now I see
truth, lies,
and in between
Wrong,
can't be undone
Slipped,
from the tip of your tongue
Blue on black,
tears on a river
Push on a shove,
it don't mean much
Whisper on a scream,
doesn't change a thing
Don't bring you back
Blue on black
