You've seen him In the undirected light of street dreams Doing nothing — Standing, like to seem casual With a resemblance to people held by fear. Lit by fire and disrepair. The blue millionaire. Don't listen and keep asking — Only stories reach this far. No one's left and no one's coming And I will disappear Far away from you, The American wind, And the blue millionaire. Blue millionaire. Blue millionaire. There is no such thing as the Wrong Man Blue as the dusk that ended my day And shut off the light and air. I wish I could tell you How he put them in cages, Found you where you slept. Got me down with something else than bruises Tied me to a blue chair Lit by fire and disrepair The blue millionaire. Blue millionaire. Blue millionaire. Blue millionaire. Blue millionaire. Seen him drinking gin from pale blue bottles, Drowning in shadow, Shadows moving in. Forever imagine Imagine it's him Nearby the window With dreams broken in. I don't laugh anymore — or smile, I am lost in the body, The passion of time. He is screening my dreams And everything that's mine. Don't stay in this mirror Other hands have left me in. You don't blow away as I do. It will be the same again. Turn and point away from here. Steal what you cannot win From the blue millionaire. Blue millionaire. Blue millionaire. Blue millionaire. Blue millionaire. Blue millionaire. Blue millionaire. Blue ...