I was beat up by the blues, so bad the morning looked like midnight come too
soon.
Even on a starry night, all I could see was just the dark side of the moon.
I was holding tight to my illusions on the edge of the abyss, acting like I had
directions to the life that I had missed.
When your touch lit up my soul, I didn't think such love and power could
exist.
And from out of the blue, you shone into my life.
From out of the blue, you woke up my heart.
From out of the blue, you opened my eyes.
From out of the blue.
If you're in a dungeon, I'd accepted my existence underground.
And even hope was just a memory from a page some withered sage had scribbled
down.
I was so bound up in the blues that I was almost deaf and blind.
If I heard the hinges turn, I didn't pay it any mind.
Then you turned on all the lights and everything I knew of life was
instantaneously completely redefined.
From out of the blue, you shone into my life.
From out of the blue, you woke up my heart.
From out of the blue, yes, from out of the blue.
Resurrection and a gentleness I'd never known.
At my knee and your love's intersection, you reached out and touched me and made me
forever your own.
From out of the blue, you shone into my life.
From out of the blue, you woke up my heart.
From out of the blue, you took all of my fear.
From out of the blue,
you opened my eyes.
From out of the blue, you woke up my heart.
You shone into my life.