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