Why did he have to make such darkness out of blue Ok there's sadness in his life he didn't get to choose Why did he needed to feel a reassuring hand Before he seemed to understand You stumble free... or let it be Too late I saw my words were cutting him in two Saw him clutching at the straws he couldn't bear to lose He said that given time he knew it would come right And how he longed for warmth and light So he could see how things should be Then my feet left the ground And my words became a string of sounds He gave me that old sad look and fell in line And at this sign Everything I'd said just slipped from my mind 'Cause my feet left the ground So glad once more it's me he'd found Got rid of the dark and clung to the blue What more could I do Everyone knew that I was dreaming He and I can stay in this tiny patch of blue They are so close together colours that we use I just needed to hear him say he understands Before I dare to show my hand And stumble free... or let it be When my feet left he ground All my words became a string sounds He gave me that old sad look and fell in line And at this sign Everything I'd said just slipped from my mind 'Cause my feet left the ground So glad once more it's me he'd found Got rid of the dark and clung to the blue What more could I do Everyone knew that I was dreaming