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When I noticed her the first time |
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I was outside running barefoot in the rain |
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She lived in the house next door |
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Her nose was pressed against the window pane |
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When I looked at her she smiled |
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And showed a place where two teeth used to be |
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And I heard her ask her mom if she |
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Could come outside and play with me |
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Soon the day's of sand and shovels |
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Gave way to the mysteries of life |
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Then I noticed she was changing and I |
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Looked at her through different eyes |
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We became as one and knew a love |
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Without beginning or an end |
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And everyday I lived with her |
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Was like a new day dawning once again |
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And I've loved her since every doll was Shirley Temple |
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Soda pop was still a nickel |
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Jam was on her fingertips |
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Milk was circled on her lips |
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After many years our live grew |
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Silent and at night I heard her cry |
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And when she left me in the fall I knew |
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That it would be our last goodbye |
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I was man enough to give her |
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Everything she needed for a while |
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And searching for a perfect love |
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I found that I could not give her a child |
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Now she lives a quiet life |
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And is the mother of a little girl |
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Every time I pass her house |
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My thoughts go back into another world |
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Because I see her little girl |
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Her nose is pressed against the window pane |
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She thinks I'm a lonely man |
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Who wants to come inside out of the rain |
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And I've loved her since every doll was shirley Temple |
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Soda pop was still a nickel |
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Jam was on her fingertips |
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Milk was circled on her lips |
