On Her Own
What double lines I must have been crossing
Between the bold awakening and the asleep
She slipped away and I wasn t dreaming
I don t know what she plans to do for her keep
C DA
Well the mist hangs low on the hill
And you never see snow
C DA
Could it be in the back of her mind
Where she had planned to go
If you see me in San Francisco
You can tell your friends I don t mind
I don t know why I go to Frisco
It s got to be that girl that I d like to find
She likes to walk in the rain
She s got a strong mind of her own
And I never hear her complain
She took the living on her own
Seven days a week I wake up and look out my window
Sometimes I feel so low I can hardly speak
But what words I hear when she told me how much she loved me
Draw back the shades I might as well sleep
If you see me in San Francisco
You can tell your friends I don t mind
I don t know why I go to Frisco
It s got to be that girl that I d like to find
She likes to walk in the rain...
