Romancing the Blue

Romancing the Blue

Wrinkled, parched amidst the desert,

Cautious with a little conscience

He’s the one who cooks!

Schwartz out, desperation in,

Turning the man into a wizard.

What he makes, can show you places,

You’ve never been.

The crystal can make you feel

Like anything.

Who could’ve imagined him,

The man with that hat,

And with those looks,

To even become something.

Ordinary man with an extraordinary mind.

Bet you didn’t have a clue,

He could build an entire empire

By Romancing the Blue.

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