The girl’s been home
But on the roam
The girl’s been here
But really there
The girl’s been near
But not really clear
Neurotic and deranged
Psychotic, rearranged
Doped up, soaked up
Pumped up, choked up
I think she’s in here on her way
I heard her just the other day
I haven’t found her in here yet
She’s dreaming of you I would bet
It’s very foggy, dark like nighttime
It must have rained for quite some time
But I am searching day after day
She doesn’t deserve for you to wait
But if you do you’ll hear me yell
Cause you’re the first one that I’ll tell
When she’s sane, when she’s back
It’s hard to tell, hard to track
When time has passed and broke the spell
I’ll find the girl who looked and fell
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