I thought I knew
The girl so well
If she was sad
I couldn't tell
I missed the point
I missed the signs
So if she's gone
The fault is mine
I know, I know,
A whole lot of little things
And even though
I could face them one by one
She would still be gone

Her eyes were blue
Her hair was long
In '64 she was born in Baton Rouge
Her favorite song
Was "In my Life"
I memorized her every move
I knew her books, her car, her clothes
But I paid no attention
To what mattered most

I never asked
She never said
And when she cried
I turned my head
She dreamed her dreams
Behind closed doors
That made them easy to ignore
I know, I know,
I missed the forest for the trees
All I have to show
When she walked out that door
Are cold facts and nothing more

Her eyes were blue
Her hair was long
In '64 she was born in Baton Rouge
Her favorite song
Was "In my Life"
I memorized her every move
I knew her books, her car, her clothes
But I paid no attention
To what mattered most

Her eyes were blue
Her hair was long
In '64 she was born in Baton Rouge
Her father's tall
Her mother's gone
She moved out west when she was two
The way she laughed
The way she loved
Oh my God what did I do?