I’m searching helplessly
trying to find the cause of my blues
Hands feel the walls to see
as if my brain has blown a fuse

I consult a physician
about the voices heard under my bed
He said, “A man in your condition
should really try living outside of his head.”

Without any rhyme or reason
you get sad and blue
Blue skies can be deceiving
You don’t need to have a reason
to cry if you want to cry
You don’t need any reason
to be blue
to be blue

I don’t need your affection
I just want to get me some sleep
And I am open to any suggestions
and no I’ve never known a girl who could do this to me
Well, maybe

Without any rhyme or reason
you get sad and blue
Somewhere, somebody’s leaving
You don’t need to have a reason
to cry if you want to cry
You don’t need any reason
to be blue
to be blue

I’m locked in this room and I’m hoping that you have a key to get out
Some confidence I might borrow, “Better now, thank you,” until tomorrow when
I’ll wake up to feel it coming on
the feeling that everything is wrong
I wonder why I bother to wake up at all

I’ve lowered myself in this well like a submarine shell and I sink in the se
Climbed over the hill, yellow-green chlorophyll is dissolving all of the light of the sun
And the moon is not my friend
It stares with its disappointment again
and again, always dreaming of somewhere I’ve been before

You don’t need to have a reason
to cry if you want to cry
You don’t need any reason
to be blue
to be blue