A Sorta Fairytale — текст песни (Tori Amos)

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

Imposters

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 Rear

View

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 I don`t

didn`t think

We`d end up like

like this