Blue Velvet
The Statues Lyrics
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Bluer than velvet was the night
Softer than satin was the light
From her eyes
She wore blue velvet
And as the night danced slowly by
Warmer than May her tender sighs Love was ours
Ours a love we held tightly
Feeling this rapturous glow
Like a flame burning brightly
But when she's gone
Gone was the glow of
Blue velvet
And in my heart there'll always be
Precious and warm, a memory
Through the years
And I still can see blue velvet
Through my tears
(I can still see blue velvet through my tears)
The Statues' Blue Velvet is a song that speaks to the memory of a love that was cherished deeply. The song starts by referring to a woman who wore blue velvet, which was bluer than the night and softer than satin. Her eyes also emitted a soft light that was captivating. The woman in blue velvet is someone the singer was deeply in love with; a love that is described as being warmer than May, and which caused the singer to feel an intense glow. This love was so special that it was held tightly by the two. It burned brightly, like a flame.
The chorus talks about the idea that when the woman in blue velvet was gone, the glow of their love, which was so strong before, disappeared. The song's final lines describe how the love that was shared will always be a precious and warm memory in the heart of the singer, and even though they may cry, they can still see blue velvet in their mind's eye. The song is a beautiful story of love that was special, and which still remains cherished in memory.
Line by Line Meaning
She wore blue velvet
The woman the singer is referring to was wearing blue velvet.
Bluer than velvet was the night
The night was darker than blue velvet.
Softer than satin was the light
The light from her eyes was gentle, like satin.
From her eyes
The light was coming from her eyes.
And as the night danced slowly by
The night was moving slowly.
Warmer than May her tender sighs
Her sighs were warmer than the month of May.
Love was ours
They were in love.
Ours a love we held tightly
They held onto their love tightly.
Feeling this rapturous glow
They felt a strong, intense joy.
Like a flame burning brightly
Their love was passionate and intense.
But when she's gone
When she left.
Gone was the glow of
Their intense love had disappeared.
Blue velvet
The blue velvet represents their love.
And in my heart there'll always be
His heart will always hold onto the memory of their love.
Precious and warm, a memory
The memory of their love is valuable and comforting.
Through the years
Over a long period of time.
And I still can see blue velvet
He can still remember their love.
Through my tears
Even though he is crying.
Writer(s): Bernie Wayne, Lee Morris Copyright: Lichelle Music Company O.B.O. Jlz Music, Vogue Music
Contributed by Claire T. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@hartless76
Never heard this version before, but I really love it! ♥
@davidbarnett9312
Yes, this song is always on my mind lately. Somewhere in my record collection I have the 45.
@morna45
I was a senior in high school when this came out. If you weren't in love before this song, you would fall in love the minute you heard it with whoever you were dancing with. Great version. My favorite.
@cynthia6637
Beautiful , Yes Indeed Such a smooth song .... What a wonderful slow dance indeed
@MichaelDaily1
This was the one for me, when i heard this on my radio back in 1960 I new I had to have it, Still one of my most played songs from back then. Has my vote as the best version of that great song. (2021 MK Michael)
@fazbell
Never heard this version before. The first version I heard was from Bobby Vinton.
@Slade909
Wonderful rendition!
@lenord227
So nice!! Beautiful version of this song! Thanks for sharing this one!
@marleneblack7606
Great version of this. Smooth as silk
@deanslist101
This song is so good that almost all of the versions of it range from perfection (The Clovers) to excellent (this version) to good (Bobby Vinton). It would be hard for anyone with even a modicum of talent to mess up this classic.