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In my head i found you there
and running around and following me
but you donand't dare
but i find that i have, now, more
than i ever wanted to
So maybe thomas jefferson wasnand't born
in your backyard like you have said and
maybe iand'm just the horizon you run to when she has left
you there you are, here in my head and
running around and calling me andquot;come back
iand'll show you the roses that brush off the snow and
open their petals again and againandquot; and you know that
apple green ice cream can melt in your hands i canand't so i
Held your hand at the fair and
even forgot what time it was
and even thomas jefferson wasnand't born
in your backyard like you have said and
maybe iand'm just the horizon you run to
when she has left you and me here alone on the floor
youand're counting my feathers as the bells toll
you see the bow and belt and the girl from the south all
favorites of mine you know then all well
and spring brings fresh little puddles that makes it all clear makes it all
do you know what this is doing to me
here in my head.
Tori Amos
Here in my head
Here in my head
In my head i found you there
and running around and following me
but you donand't dare
but i find that i have, now, more
than i ever wanted to
So maybe thomas jefferson wasnand't born
in your backyard like you have said and
maybe iand'm just the horizon you run to when she has left
you there you are, here in my head and
running around and calling me andquot;come back
iand'll show you the roses that brush off the snow and
open their petals again and againandquot; and you know that
apple green ice cream can melt in your hands i canand't so i
Held your hand at the fair and
even forgot what time it was
and even thomas jefferson wasnand't born
in your backyard like you have said and
maybe iand'm just the horizon you run to
when she has left you and me here alone on the floor
youand're counting my feathers as the bells toll
you see the bow and belt and the girl from the south all
favorites of mine you know then all well
and spring brings fresh little puddles that makes it all clear makes it all
do you know what this is doing to me
here in my head.
