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