Down in
the parkway at noon every day
No matter what time of year
Pigeons will gather from all over town
Waiting for her to appear
As she fed the birds a stale crust of
bread I sat beside her each day
Asking her what she remembered
Of
Paris and her yesterday
Bella
Blue, dancing to candles in dresses of
Spanish lace
Bella
Blue, she was famous with all the
young men for her lovely face
La la la…
Then it was wartime,
she lowered her voice
One special boy on her mind
He was so handsome and so full of life,
she misses him all the time
They hurriedly went, then he went away,
never to come back again
War left a scar for a lifetime,
now she leaves flowers for him
Bella
Blue, dropping her tears like a
rose in the pouring rain
Bella
Blue, all she has of her soldier
today is her married name
La -la -la -la -la -la -la -la -la -la -la
La -la -la -la -la -la -la -la
-la
The winter was harsh,
much colder than most I hadn't seen bella blue
When I went back to the parkway,
she wasn't there and I knew
Bella
Blue, after a lifetime of
waiting she's not alone
Bella
Blue, I hope she and her soldier
have finally found a home
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
Down in the parkway at noon every day
No matter what time of year
Pigeons will gather from all over town
Waiting for her to appear