Lately I've been walking down the same street
A road I never thought I knew
Those leaves on the ground they know my story I can tell
I can always tell
Lately I've been thinking about old friends
Some folks I never got to meet
The ones in my head since they just listen they know best
They know best
I can tell
They know best
That I'm blue, like a storm in disguise, early afternoon skies, that you watch from the sea
Blue, a disappearing light caught in the dead of night as the world is asleep
Blue, a few forget-me-nots, and those three little dots you left for me to read
Maybe all these years it's what I wanted
A place with no one else but me
Shouting at the stones with no intention to hear back
To hear back
Now at twenty-five my life has ended
Some words I never should have read
Are tearing me apart with no intention to hold back
To hold back
All these years
I should have guessed
Now I'm blue, like a storm in disguise, early afternoon skies, that you watch from the sea
Blue, a disappearing light caught in the dead of night as the world is asleep
Blue, a few forget-me-nots, and those three little dots you left for me to read