Tori Amos

China
All the way to New York
I can feel the distance
Getting close
You're right next to me
But I need an airplane
I can feel the distance
As you breathe
Sometimes I think you want me to touch you
How can I when you build the great wall around you
In your eyes I saw a future together
You just look away in the distance
China
Decorates our table
Funny how the cracks don't
Seem to show
Pour the wine, dear
You say we'll take a holiday
But we never can agree on
Where to go