Woorden: Tori Amos. Y Kant Tori Read. Etienne.

Maybe I'm a witch lost in time
Running through the fields of Scotland by your side
Kicked out of France but I still believe
Taken to a land, far across the sea

Etienne, Etienne
Hear the west wind whisper my name
Etienne, Etienne, by the morning
Maybe we'll remember, who I am

Maybe you're the night, who saved my life
Maybe we faced the fire side by side
Here we are again under the same sky
As the gypsy crystal slowly dies

Etienne, Etienne
Hear the west wind whisper my name
Etienne, Etienne, by the morning
Maybe we'll remember who I am

I close my eyes, see you again
I know I've held you
But I can't remember where or when

Oh, Etienne, Etienne
Hear the west wind whisper my name
Etienne, Etienne, by the morning
Maybe we'll remember who I am