I’M NOT REALLY BLUE

Ralph McTell

I’m not really blue
Just a bit confused
Strangely I am wondering
Which one of us was used
I’m not really blue.

I’m not really blue
Just a little bruised
There’s a mark from where I fell
And tripped over you
I’m not really blue.

Ripples rolling over me
From a stone thrown in a lake
Of icy tears that fell and filled
An empty aching space.

Rocked in these waves unendingly
I cling to broken dreams
The wreckage of a rescue ship
Torn open at the seams
Whilst through unfathomed depths below
The stone is ever falling
I only see blurred landscapes
From which the sky’s been stolen.

I’m not really blue
Working my way through
What else can I tell you?
I haven’t a clue
But I’m not really blue.