Sibella - Richard Thompson

Oh some girls hold the ace, the deuce, the trey

X-ray the deck to see what’s coming

Mary Antoinette she smiled that way

Easy to smile when the luck is running

Like a myth you rode in from the west

From the go you had my button pressed

Did the tea-time of your soul

Make you long for wilder days?

Did you never let Jack Kerouac

Wash over you in waves?

Sibella, we don’t make sense together

But my heart’s with you

Sibella, I found myself

Strange but true, strange but true

Some say you can learn a lot from books

Thrill right to second-hand living

Life is just as deadly as it looks

But fiction is more forgiving

You took chances well within your means

Salon hair and creases in your jeans

All those lonely winters long

Did you really think it through

Did you really ache for me like I really ached for you

Sibella, we don’t make sense together

But my heart’s with you

Sibella, I found myself

Strange but true, strange but true

Sibella, we don’t make sense together

But my heart’s with you

Sibella, I found myself

Strange but true, strange but true

Strange but true, strange but true

Strange but true