Green the foggy fields of France today I journey through   Green the singer, Al, who sings the way I feel for you   Green our love so tender yet, a gift each day made new   Green would be the whole wide world if they our secret knew      Blue the little patch of sky peeping through the gray   Blue the color of your dress the day I went away   Blue the mighty ocean deep keeping us apart   Blue the melody I strum on this old guitar      I carry you with me wrapped up in my heart   We are the wonder that keeps the stars apart   The root of the root and the bud of the bud   The deepest of the deepest, the singing in the blood, oh      Gold the feeling that I get as the plane comes in to land   Gold the sinking western sun making its fiery bands   Gold the color of your curls as at the gate you stand   Gold the ring I bring for you to slip on your left hand      I carry you with me wrapped up in my heart   This is the wonder that keeps the stars apart   The root of the root and the bud of the bud   The deepest of the deepest, the singing in the blood      The root of the root and the bud of the bud   We are the wonder that keeps the stars apart