On a clear blue day, 
dreaming your heartache away, 
Versace. 
The sun won’t stay behind the blinds. 
It finds it’s way and numbs the mind. 
In and out your life, 
thinking of the strive, 
you can not rely 
on what meets the eye 
On a clear blue day, 
dreaming your heartache away, 
Versace. 
I like to say that, riding al alone. 
Bear the sorow, ready for wrong. 
I don’t need this melancholy. 
What a feeling, 
feeling sory. 
On a clear blue day, 
dreaming your heartache away, 
Versace.