The Blue Sky is Blue

The Blue Sky is Blue

The Blue Sky is Blue

By Dawud Wharnsby

The blue sky is blue like blue bubblegum
But it prays to Allah
It prays to Allah

And like the flavour of the blue sky
And the bubblegum won't last
We've got to thank Allah
Before our chances go past

I don't want to be a grown-up
Like the grown-ups I have seen
'Cause the grown-ups I have seen
Don't seem to have much fun

They don't get down on the floor enough
To pray or play with toys
When I'm a grown-up
I won't want to be one

Now, if I lived back at the time of the Prophet
I know that he would be different
I just know that he'd find the time

And I would make him something special
Like some paper planes or something
I could race those planes with him
Or get a camel back ride

The blue sky is blue like blue bubblegum
But it prays to Allah
It prays to Allah

And like the flavour of the blue sky
And the bubblegum won't last
We've got to thank Allah
Before our chances go past

I'd like to write a promise
I want you to make it too
That if I misbehave a little
Like I sometimes do,

You won't get really mad
And you'll be patient like the Prophet
I really love my promise
How about you?

'Cause the blue sky is blue like blue bubblegum
But it prays to Allah
It prays to Allah

And like the flavour of the blue sky
And the bubblegum won't last
We've got to thank Allah
Before our chances go past

To be a mummy or a daddy
Must be really, really hard
So let's take a break together
'Cause I know how much you try

Let's have a dish pf applesauce
Then tumble in the yard
And we can pray
And we can play
Along with the blue sky

The blue sky is blue like blue bubblegum
But it prays to Allah
It prays to Allah

And like the flavour of the blue sky
And the bubblegum won't last
We've got to thank Allah
Before our chances go past

We've got to thank Allah
Before our chances go past

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