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