Girl — текст песни (Tori Amos)

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.





Hey... And in the doorway they stay, and laugh as violins fill with water.

Screams from the 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.





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.





Everyone (everyone else`s girl) else`s girl, maybe one day (oh one day),

She`ll be her own (oh, she`ll be her own).

(BACKGROUND TORI: Everyone else`s girl maybe one day she`ll be her own.)

Rushin` rivers, thread so thin, limitations, oh, dreams with the flying pigs.

Turbid blue and the drug stores too, safe in their coats and-a in their doo`s.

Yeah, smotherin` our hearts, a pillow to my dots. Maybe there’s a way out... yeah.

(Maybe one day, maybe one day.) 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 the chair and be good now, oh, and become all that they told you.

The white coats enter her room, and I`m callin` my baby,

Callin` my baby, callin` my baby, callin`...





Everybody else`s girl, maybe one day she`ll be her own.

Everybody else`s girl, maybe one day she`ll be her own.

Everybody else`s girl, maybe one day she`ll be her own.