Weary of longing I
Seek solitude
But this little thought I can't ignore has made his way through
Would I lie if I told you I'm hurt?
Cause the man I yearn for has blue hair
And I have a blue Monday. Hmm…
My heart's ablaze and churning
As I find myself returning
To my slumber haze
Just to see his face
As the skies go grey outside
Every dawn I watch TV
As the room turns into indigo,
Because you're the number one. Hmm…
Wrapped by the fog and echoes
Of the man I swore to change for
In my drowsy state
As I contemplate
The heavy rain outside
It's churning
Slumber haze
Drowsy state
To see your face
Indigo
Number one
Number one
Number one