Out Of The Blue
Alan Parsons Project
The Time Machine
Out Of The Blue
Written by ian bairnson
Out of the blue
I come sailing
Through the years
Through the years
What do i do?
Now that i've seen
All our hopes
And all of our fears
And i'm riding a lonely highway
I'm the man from out of the blue
Yes i'm riding a lonely highway
I'm the man from out of the blue
I travel far
Yet no distance
I'm still here
Always here
So follow the call
To our senses
Still there's hope
Behind the fear
And i'm riding a lonely highway
'cause i'm the man from out of the blue
And i'm riding a lonely highway
I'm the man from out of the blue
Yes i'm riding a lonely highway
I'm the man from out of the blue