More Blue Songtext

You were overlooking the seafront, an open bridge.
I asked of another in wonder, as a token of guilt
And as we drift across the asphalt, overlapping the lines in the road
I remember a thought in soft focus for the last time, I know... or don't
A mental image, a picture painting for you.
A wrath of primary colours, only more blue
A mirror image, a home waiting for you.
If only I actually had something to do
I was overlooking the city, a foreign windowsill.
I'd never seen our hole from that angle before, but still