Girl
From in the shadow she calls and in the shadow
she finds a way 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 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 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
rushin' rivers thread so thin limitation dreams
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
one day 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 the chair and be good now"
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

Tori Amos