I'm blue
But it's better than grey
I've been there too
And it takes me away from myself
I'm confused
But I'm doing OK my love
Though it's true
Alone is how I spend most of my days

I'm blue
But it's better than grey
I've been there too
And it takes me away from myself
I'm confused
Am I doing OK?
Why's it true
I don't spend each day with my loved ones?

Except you
Sometimes I wish I was greener
So maybe I'll change it all
Without the sky though, what would I see?