Crucify

From in the shadows she calls
And in the shadows she finds a way
And in the shadows 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 blue-bells
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

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

Rushin' rivers
thread so thin
Limitations, 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 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 the room
And I'm callin' my baby
callin' my baby
callin' my baby

Tori Amos
Little Earthquakes (Atlantic, 1992)