| Song | Blonde Over Blue |
| Artist | Billy Joel |
| Album | River Of Dreams |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Joel | |
| 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 |
| zuo ci : Joel | |
| 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 |
| zuò cí : Joel | |
| 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 |