"a sorta fairytale" Tori Amos
on my way up north up on the ventura
i pulled back the hood
and i was talking to you
and i knew then it would be a life long thing
but i didn't know that we
we could break a silver lining
and i'm so sad
like a good book
i can't put this day back
a sorta fairytale with you
a sorta fairytale with you
things you said that day
up on the 101 the girl had come undone
i tried to downplay it with a bet about us
you said that-you'd take it as long as i could
i could not erase it
and i'm so sad
like a good book
i can't put this day back
a sorta fairytale with you
a sorta fairytalewith you
and i ride along side
and i rode along side you then
and i rode along side
till you lost me there in the open road
and i rode along side
till the honey spread itself so thin
for me to break your bread
for me to take your word
i had to steal it
and i'm so sad
like a good book
i can't put this day back
a sorta fairytale with you
a sorta fairytale with you
i could pick back up whenever i feel
down new mexico way
something about the open road
i knew that he was looking for some indian blood
and find a little in you
find a little in me
we may be on this road
but
we're just impostors in this country
you know so we go along
and we said we'd fake it
feel better with oliver stone
till i almost smacked him -seemed right that night
and i don't know what takes hold out there in the desert cold
these guys think they must try and just get over on us
and i'm so sad
like a good book
i can't put this day back
a sorta fairytale with you
a sorta fairytale with you
and i was ridin' by
ridin' along side for a while
till you lost me
and i was ridin' by
ridin' along till you lost me
till you lost me in the rearview
you lost me
i said way up north
i took my day
all in all was a pretty nice day
and i put the hood right back where
you could taste heaven perfectly
feel out the summer breeze
didn't know when we'd be back
and i didn't think we'd end up like
like this
Friday, March 04, 2005
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por acaso, ao descer a barra por aí abaixo, parei neste post. que é, tão-só, uma das minhas canções favoritas, que me entristece e me alegra em proporções semelhantes, em dias opostos, em humores que nem eu sei. obrigado por esta coincidência.
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