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



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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



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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



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