Some days when I'm far away
In a lonely room in a cold
seclusion
Some nights when I'm wound so tight
There is no release, there
is no solution
In hell there's a big hotel
Where the bar just closed and
the windows never opened
No phone so you can't call home
And the TV works,
but the clicker is broken
But in the darkness I see your light turned
on
You know my weakness, you know how I respond to
CHORUS
Blonde
over blue
Your hands are cold, your eyes are fire
Blonde over blue
They
shine as though you're burning inside
One word from you is all I need to be
inspired
Blonde over blue
I need your inspiration tonight
These
days there's a million ways
To be pulled and torn, to be misdirected
These
times there are sins and crimes
On the morning shows for the
disconnected
I look and I write my book
And I walk away with the wrong
impressions
I don't care 'cause I've done my share
And I need some time
for my own obsessions
It doesn't matter, I've let that life go by
It's
been forgotten 'cause all I wanted was you
CHORUS
These days not a
damn soul prays
ANd there is no faith 'cause there's nothing to believe
in
THese days only good luck pays
If we don't get paid then we try to get
even
I look and I write my book
And I have my say and I draw
conclusions
Some nights when I'm wound so tight
There is no release, there
is no solution
But in the darkness I see your light turned on
You know my
weakness, you know how I respond to
CHORUS