About A Girl / She's Not There
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I want to sit alone beside you
tell you a story about a girl
Not woman nor child
Not saint nor sinner
Not predator nor prey
Just about a girl
If you'll be so kind as to remember her smile
If you'll be so kind as to close your eyes
You can almost hear her breathing
You can almost feel her hair
You can almost picture her hand on your arm
She's not there
But she won't let go
Don't you wish
You would remember her smiles more than her tears?
Her words of love more than those of anger?
The things that you did rather than those you should have,
Or those you shouldn't have done
So she's not there, but still won't let go
Do you sometimes wonder if truly she loved you
As much as she said she did
Or less?
Could you conceive she loved you more
And meant what she said
She said she'd never let you go
But she did leave
She's not there
But she's still got a hold.
How do you like
not knowing what she looks like
the color of her hair
her favorite outfit or the
underwear she wears
How do you like
not being the one she wears them for?
How do you like
not knowing where she lives
the sky she sees when she wishes on stars
The bed that she makes love in
The room that she dreams in
How do you like
not being the one she dreams of?
I want to sit alone with you
whisper these fears into your heart
What if she were me
and you were he
What a nightmare it would be
A tragedy
But if "she" were "he"
And I loved he
What difference would it be?
tell you a story about a girl
Not woman nor child
Not saint nor sinner
Not predator nor prey
Just about a girl
If you'll be so kind as to remember her smile
If you'll be so kind as to close your eyes
You can almost hear her breathing
You can almost feel her hair
You can almost picture her hand on your arm
She's not there
But she won't let go
Don't you wish
You would remember her smiles more than her tears?
Her words of love more than those of anger?
The things that you did rather than those you should have,
Or those you shouldn't have done
So she's not there, but still won't let go
Do you sometimes wonder if truly she loved you
As much as she said she did
Or less?
Could you conceive she loved you more
And meant what she said
She said she'd never let you go
But she did leave
She's not there
But she's still got a hold.
How do you like
not knowing what she looks like
the color of her hair
her favorite outfit or the
underwear she wears
How do you like
not being the one she wears them for?
How do you like
not knowing where she lives
the sky she sees when she wishes on stars
The bed that she makes love in
The room that she dreams in
How do you like
not being the one she dreams of?
I want to sit alone with you
whisper these fears into your heart
What if she were me
and you were he
What a nightmare it would be
A tragedy
But if "she" were "he"
And I loved he
What difference would it be?