Forgotten Eyes of Blue Lyrics

Tried to call you from Chicago

But you wouldn't answer your phone

And I keep on sending you pretty letters

But you can't write me anymore

I turn to you

I turn to you

To your those eyes of forgotten blue

I turn to you

I turn to you

To those eyes of forgotten blue

I wake up every morning

My eyes are crying

I think of all the things

I never got to say

I go out to the meadow

I pick you pretty flowers

And I lay them down there

Upon your grave

I turn to you

I turn to you

To your those eyes of forgotten blue

I turn to you

I turn to you

To those eyes of forgotten blue

Ah

To those eyes of forgotten blue

Ah

To those eyes of forgotten blue

Ah

Ah

Tried to call you from Chicago