KYOTO

She always came back for more It was so strange To see someone like that, never giving up Almost, delusional I guess when you're on a mission To save the world Nothing can stop you I used to know this girl from the North She held her hair down to her toes, and her skin was white as Snoe She always wanted you to know Her heart was made of stone The wind blew her West Never test they said Somewhere up in the mountains You'll end up dead But not her, skin too thick White as thieves Her name cut thru glass right through the leaves Of Kyoto In the mountains of Kyoto In the mountains of Kyoto Oh, It's never to hard to find The other side of the line When you cross it Better watch out for The girl in the white kimono Strolling thru Kyoto It never rains in Kyoto They said Her armor was gold Her sword sharpened And the tools of her heart As solid as ice The rain falls down Ohm the rain falls down Her skin is bare The buds in her hair She was always outing everyone first In the light, in the light Thru the window you'll find One of the darkest night of her life In the mountains of Kyoto In the mountains of Kyoto Oh, It's never too hard to find The other side of the line When you cross it Better watch out for — The girl in the white kimono Strolling thru Kyoto The crudeness of her lips Could tell lies for days The honey melts the snow But her armour stays gold The magic of her soul Was left in Kyoto In Kyoto She always comes back for more In KYOTO… In Kyoto