she gets high
she gets low
she lives her life straight
just like a serpico
she starts to sneeze
and pronounces bless me
whipes her nose on a shirt that says
kill whitey
she takes away the hurt real fine
kinda like listenin to Jimi
or Patsi Cline
whirlin round
in the air
people say shes crazy
but she just dont care
and if I could see through Amy's eyes
chances are I would realize
somehow she sees bluer skies than I do
she picks a seat
at Johnny Cash
but she hates Courtney Love
with a passion
she's got a mom
she calls Denise
her daddy cuts hair
but he always wanted to be a priest
heaven know's where she's from
she blows me away
just like a machine gun
and if I could see through Amy's eyes
chances are I would realize
somehow sees bluer skies than I do
if I believed in myself
if I was somebody else
I'd run right up to her and say
your faith is my pride
I've gotta have you beside me
and if I could see through Amy's eyes
chances are I would realize
somehow she sees bluer skies than I do
and if I could see through Amy's eyes
chances are I'd be satisfied
somehow she sees bluer skies than I do