Snow Cherries from France (2006 Remaster) - Tori Amos

Written by：Tori Amos

I knew a boy who would not share his bike

Oh but he let me go sailing

I swore that I could survive any storm

Oh then he let me go

Can you launch rockets from here

Boy I've done it for years

Right over my head

And when I promised my hand

He promised me back

Snow cherries from France

All that summer

We traveled the world

Never leaving his own back garden

Girls I didn't know

Just what it could be he

Oh but he let me go sailing

You question me can you ride anything

Lord do you mean like your mood swings

Invaders and traders with the best intentions

May convince you to go

They look like pirates from here

Boy I've been one for years

Just keeping my head

And when I promised my head

You promised me back

Snow cherries from France

All that summer

We traveled the world

Never leaving his own back garden

Girls I didn't know

Just what it could be he

Oh but he let me go sailing

And then one day he said girl it's been nice

Oh but I have to go sailing

With cinnamon lips

That did not match his eyes

Oh then he let me go