There's a Chinese opera on the television

You paint your mouth with such precision

You're like an angel in a morphine dream

What matters to you just don't matter to me

Here is the freak; there is the genius

You make love like a sad Bohemian

Sometimes I think you're from another world

'Cos Jane, you're not like any other girl



(chorus)

Jane Jane, tall as a crane

You don't have to stand in the pouring rain

Jane Jane, you're so strange

Won't you come out and play with me again?



All the paper dolls with their paper hearts

Stalk these halls, afraid of the dark

But you've been living in the shadows so long

That you close your eyes when the lights come on



(REPEAT CHORUS)



Jane, Jane's got a mirror for a name

If she looks in the mirror then she'll never be the same

As the game, game she's been playing since she came

When she's standing in the pouring rain



Everybody here seems to have their own tribe

A hand to hold or a kite to fly

But they will never know the meaning of you

'Cos they just can't see you the way I do



(REPEAT CHORUS x 2