barry manilow
blue velvet
She wore blue velvet Bluer than velvet was the night Softer than satin was the light From the stars  She wore blue velvet Bluer than velvet were her eyes Warmer than May her tender sighs Love was ours  Ours a love I held tightly Feeling the rapture grow Like a flame burning brightly But when she left, gone was the glow of  Blue velvet But in my heart there'll always be Precious and warm, a memory Through the years And I still can see blue velvet Through my tears  