When Sunny Gets Blue
[alternative lyric to the jazz standard by Jack Segal and Marvin Fisher ]
When Sunny gets blue
the distant shadowed hillsides
seem to fade to smoggy gray;All the freeways, farms and streetlights
cover those remembered sweet nights
with the dust of mundane daysWhen Sunny gets blue
she polishes the faces
of the stopped clocks in her eyes;amber wine and lacy dresses,
callous lies and soft caresses,
long undone eternal ties.
Funny how they seem so strong and so
long ago:
Lost dolls and broken dreams;All at once she hears
the waterfalls, trumpet calls
goodbyes through unshed tears.
When Sunny gets blue
the speakers do the same dance
but the music fails to play;Staring out the shuttered windows,
waiting 'till the sultry wind blows
all her muted bluesaway.
--Daniel M. Dobkin