girl

• bir tori amos harikası
  
  from in the shadow she calls,
  and in the shadow she finds a way,
  and in the shadow she crawls,
  clutching her faded photograph.
  my image under her thumb
  yes with a message for my heart.
  
  she's been everybody else's girl
  maybe one day she'll be her own
  everybody else's girl
  maybe one day she'll be her own
  
  and in the doorway they stay
  and laugh as violins fill with water
  screams from bluebells can't make them go away
  well i'm not seventeen but i've cuts on my knees
  falling down as the winter takes one more cherry tree.
  
  rushing rivers thread so thin
  limitations dream with the flying pigs
  turbid blue and the drugstores
  too safe in their coats anda in their do's
  yeah smother in our hearts a pillow to my dots
  
  she's been everybody else's girl
  maybe one day she'll be her own
  everybody else's girl
  maybe one day she'll be her own
  
  and in the mist there she rides
  and castles are burning in my heart
  and as i twist i hold tight
  and i ride to work every morning
  wondering why
  "sit in a chair and be good now"
  and become all that they told told you
  the white coats enter her room
  and i'm callin' my baby
  callin' my baby callin'
  
  she's been everybody else's girl
  maybe one day she'll be her own
  everybody else's girl
  maybe one day she'll be her own