What’s the chances that I’d see you here
After all this time, all these years
Seems like only yesterday I was holding you
Are you someone else’s sweetheart now
Do you still hang out with the same old crowd
Everybody else has settled down with somebody

White in a chiffon dress trimmed in lace
Bright in the midday sun
Blue is the colour that I see on you
Blue just seeing you

And I won’t remind you
What you left behind you
Rain on your parade

Something in your eyes
A look I know you can’t disguise
Still we both pretend there’s nothing there
Blue, the thought of you with somebody new
Blue

I’m no good at lying
I can’t keep these hands tied
I can’t watch in vain
Watch us tearing out the last page
In another life there’s a chance we would survive
So I throw a line
Look for a sign
But it’s no use
It’s no use

What’s the chances that I see you here
Some other day, some other year
Will this feeling that I carry round ever disappear

White in a chiffon dress trimmed in lace
Bright in the midday sun
Blue is the colour that I see on you
Blue
I’ll be seeing you