Her eyes like fire and ice.
Her words sharp more than a knife,
Her hands are ever so cold
but her voice is like wine and roses.
Yeah, she's both shadow and light.
She's both surrender and fight.
She wears her heart on her clothes
and her scars always remember,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yesterday.
Was dreaming about Lady Day,
daydreaming about Lady Day.
She was eighteen shades of grey,
eighteen and beautiful.
Was dreaming about Lady Day,
daydreaming about Lady Day.
She was eighteen shades of grey,
eighteen and beautiful.
Her road was harder than most.
She walks the walls like a ghost,
Her smile's both pleasure and pain
and her guns are always loaded.
Her soul's as big as the sky.
Her laugh way ahead of it's time.
This town's too small for 'em both.
She's a time bomb that just exploded,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yesterday.
Was dreaming about Lady Day,
daydreaming about Lady Day.
She was eighteen shades of grey,
eighteen and beautiful.
Her eyes like fire and ice.
Her words sharp more than a knife.
Her hands are ever so cold
and her guns are always loaded.
Was dreaming about Lady Day,
daydreaming about Lady Day.
She was eighteen shades of grey,
eighteen and beautiful.
Was dreaming about Lady Day,
daydreaming about Lady Day.
She was eighteen shades of grey,
eighteen and beautiful.