Thrill right to second-hand living
Life is just as deadly as it looks
Sibella, I found myself
Salon hair and creases in your jeans
Sibella, we don't make sense together
But my heart's with you
Some say you can learn a lot from books
Sibella, we don't make sense together
But my heart's with you
Like a myth you rode in from the west
Sibella, I found myself
Mary Antoinette she smiled that way
Did you really ache for me like I really ached for you?
Did the tea-time of your soul make you long for wilder days?
All those lonely winters long, did you really think it through?
But my heart's with you
Sibella, I found myself
Strange but true, strange but true
Strange but true, strange but true
Sibella, we don't make sense together
Did you never let Jack Kerouac wash over you in waves?
Strange but true, strange but true
Strange but true, strange but true
You took chances well within your means
But fiction is more forgiving
From the go you had my button pressed
Easy to smile when the luck is running
