Blue guitar, fortune of my ways   Making of my days   New chord, counting up the ways   Happiness is lazy      If you don't know the song   If you can't put the words to the tune   Tell the rhyme from the reason   What should it matter   To the fool or the dreamer      New hope, travelers in a storm   Finding love is warm   New day, the world has just begun   Our eyes have seen the sun      If you don't know the way   If you can't see the wood for the trees   Taste the wine from the water   Well, what should it matter   To the fool or the dreamer