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 from my heart, yes, with a message from 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.

Hey... 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.

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.

Everyone (everyone else´s girl) else´s girl, maybe one day (oh one day),
She´ll be her own (oh, she´ll be her own).
(BACKGROUND TORI: Everyone else´s girl maybe one day she´ll be her own.)
Rushin´ rivers, thread so thin, limitations, oh, dreams with the flying pigs.
Turbid blue and the drug stores too, safe in their coats and-a in their doo´s.
Yeah, smotherin´ our hearts, a pillow to my dots. Maybe there´s a way out... yeah.

(Maybe 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," oh, 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.
Everybody else´s girl, maybe one day she´ll be her own.

Everybody else´s girl, maybe one day she´ll be her own.