Picture the scene, all the blue, the red, the green
The blossom on Blackberry Way
As the busker sings his song, Mr. Christie sings along
It's a beautiful day
Mr. Christie's by the shore now
He likes to be beside the sea
Mrs. Calder shouts hello there
But Mr. Christie's in a dream
Say what you mean, say exactly what you mean
Don't fade away
Strange as it seems nothing's real, it's just a dream
Don't fade away
Mr. Christie's getting older
He's not the man he used to be
The world, it seems a little colder
And Mr. Christie needs to sleep
Mr. Christie's getting slower
It's hard to think of what to say
But Mr. Christie should have told her
Then he wouldn't feel this way
Say what you mean, say exactly what you mean
Don't fade away
Strange as it seems nothing's real, it's just a dream
Don't fade away
Say what you mean, say exactly what you mean
Don't fade away
Strange as it seems nothing's real, it's just a dream
Don't fade away
