Alison Moyet - Almost Blue

Almost blue

Almost doing things we used to do

There's a boy here and he's almost you

Almost all the things that your eyes once promised

I see in his too

Now your eyes are red from crying



Almost blue

Flirting with this disaster became me

It named me as the fool who only aimed to be



Almost blue

It's almost touching it will almost do

There's a part of me that's always true...always

Not all good things come to an end now it is only a chosen few

I've seen such an unhappy couple



Almost me

Almost you

Almost blue