Testo: Tori Amos. A Sorta Fairytae.

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

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 ...

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 ...

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 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 ...

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
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 this