She — текст песни (Edie Brickell and New Bohemians)

She glows around you like the moon. She smiles at her reflection in a spoon. She reads expensive magazines. She sees herself in eveything. You can`t judge her for that. She knows where her head is at. She`s tangled up in you. She`s laced up in your shoe. She`s got a ladder to the sky. She`s got a mad look in her eye. You can`t judge her for that. She knows where her head is at. She moves in simple curves. She speaks in simple words. And it`s simple to be in love with her. You can`t judge her for that. She knows where her head is at. You call her home and you want to move in. But a house is not a home and a home is not a house when there`s not enough room for you. You call her home. Sweet home.