He lifted her face from the pillow and said, "Baby such is life"
And then he pushed his suitcase out through the door
And give'm something to talk about
The door slammed, left a scar
She'd be damned she could see him in his car
So much for marriage and the good, good wife
Well, maybe it's a fact of life
But IN veRonicA'S HEAD the wheels were burning
Turning out of frustration
Veronica's bed mocked every private
Thing she said to the bastard
She dyed her hair black in the bathroom mirror
He'd liked it blonde on his wife
An act of independence, a small victory
Hey, it was something to shout about
Cause at night, she'd crack
She'd feel his strong fingers raking down her back
She'd wake up angry, but turned on like a light
Yeah maybe it's a fact of life
But IN veRonicA'S HEAD the wheels were burning
Turning out of frustration
Veronica said, she would never be the same, no
But IN veRonicA'S HEAD, the fields were burning
Burning down the destruction
She turns around, he's there
Confusing her with his promises
And crying on the telephone
She twists and she turns in circles
With all of her strength, she breaks free
She stumbles and she nearly falls
But IN veRonicA'S HEAD the wheels were burning
Turning out of frustration
Veronica said she would never be the same, no
But IN veRonicA'S HEAD the fields were burning
Burning down the destruction
Veronica's bed, she lies there listening
Late at night to her heartbeat, Oooh
The wheels are turning
And IN veRonicA'S HEAD the fields are burning
The wheels are turning
The fields are burningComo gasto papeles recordándote
como me haces hablar en el silencio
como no te me quitas de las ganas
aunque nadie me ve nunca contigo
y como pasa el tiempo que de pronto son años
sin pasar tú por mi, detenida
Te doy una canción
si abro una puerta
y de las sombras sales tú,
te doy una canción de madrugada
cuando mas quiero tu luz,
te doy una canción
cuando apareces
el misterio del amor
y si no no apareces
no me importa
yo te doy una canción.
Si miro un poco afuera me detengo
la ciudad se derrumba
y yo cantando
la gente que me odia y que me quiere
no me va ha perdonar
que me distraiga,
creen que lo digo todo
que me juego la vida
porque no te conocen
ni te sienten.
Te doy una canción y hago un discurso
sobre mi derecho ha hablar,
te doy una canción
con mis dos manos
con las mismas de matar,
te doy una canción
y digo patria
y sigo hablando para ti,
te doy una canción
como un disparo
como un libro
una palabra
una guerrilla...
como doy el amor.