Joni Mitchell — Blue Boy

[Verse 1] Lady called the blue boy love, she took him home Made himself an idol, yes, so he turned to stone Like a pilgrim she travelled To place her flowers before his granite grace And she prayed aloud for love to waken in his face In his face [Verse 2] Sometimes in the evening he would read to her Roll her in his arms and give his seed to her She would wake in the morning without him and go to the window And look out through the pane But the statue in her garden, he always looked the same He looked the same [Verse 3] Bring her boots of leather and she will dance for him Shyly from a feather fan, she'll glance for him Here he comes after midnight to find her again He will come few times more Till he finds a lady statue standing in a door In her door