Rick Springfield - In Veronica's Head Lyrics
He lifted her face from the pillow and said, baby such is lifeAnd then he pushed his suitcase out through the doorAnd givem something to talk aboutThe door slammed, left a scarShed be damned she could see him in his carSo much for marriage and the good, good wifeWell, maybe its a fact of lifeBut in veronicas head the wheels were burningTurning out of frustrationVeronicas bed mocked every privateThing she said to the bastardShe dyed her hair black in the bathroom mirrorHed liked it blonde on his wifeAn act of independence, a small victoryHey, it was something to shout aboutCause at night, shed crackShed feel his strong fingers raking down her backShed wake up angry, but turned on like a lightYeah maybe its a fact of lifeBut in veronicas head the wheels were burningTurning out of frustrationVeronica said, she would never be the same, noBut in veronicas head, the fields were burningBurning down the destructionShe turns around, hes thereConfusing her with his promisesAnd crying on the telephoneShe twists and she turns in circlesWith all of her strength, she breaks freeShe stumbles and she nearly fallsBut in veronicas head the wheels were burningTurning out of frustrationVeronica said she would never be the same, noBut in veronicas head the fields were burningBurning down the destructionVeronicas bed, she lies there listeningLate at night to her heartbeat, ooohThe wheels are turningAnd in veronicas head the fields are burningThe wheels are turningThe fields are burning
