Text: The Alan Parsons Project. Out of The Blue.

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
Out of the blue