[Verse]
You remember taking photographs of
Chain-link fences and telephone wires
You were all washed out
And led to believe that you’re not empty

Whoa, whoa

[Chorus]
With the Santa Ana winds blowing
When your hair was honey blonde
When your hair was honey blonde

Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa

[Verse]
You wanted to show off your new skin again
Keep your hair up and suck in tight

Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa

[Chorus]
When your hair was honey blonde
With your girl talk, honey blonde
Writing letters, honey blonde
Everything’s just honey blonde
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa