Текст: Tori Amos. Little Earthquakes. China.

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 in dear you say we'll take a holiday
But we never can agree on where to go

Sometimes I think you want me to touch you
But 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 all the way to New York
Maybe you got lost in Mexico
As you're right next to me, I think that you can hear me
Funny how the distance learns to grow

Sometimes I think you want me to touch you
How can I when you build the great wall around you?

I can feel the distance
I can feel the distance
I can feel the distance getting close