Blonde
Standing barefoot on a mezzanine
looking ahead theres a blur on the windscreen
she couldn't get any closer to me
standing on paper like crumpled leaves

Let's go driving, cutting a scene
we fall asleep by the light of the T.V. screen
there's a violet light moving through my mind
but still it doesn't wake me up inside

{
chorus#1} Come on now, August seemed colder to me
                  it's not been that long now, only the past century
                  You wrote me a letter, I was grinning teeth to teeth
                  said you make me feel better
                  but some one has forgotten me

{
chorus#2} Come on now, don't be so mean to me
                  it doesn't feel like
                  I've wasted my time or energy
                  you wrote me a letter
                  but it couldn't compete with me
                  and now I'm much better
                  and that's a mystery