Who knows that girl from the city abroad?
The girl with the smile and the little head nod?
That girl's running 'round with the key to my heart
With the power to stop it, or my whole life start

Who knows that girl from across the way?
The girl who picks flowers each and every day?
That girl is a princess, not Disney, but still
She's got the wave and the eyes and the kindness that kills

Who knows that boy with his hand in his pocket?
His other hand clasping his mother's gold locket?
That boy's got hands so gentle and caring
Eyes just like icebergs into which I am staring

Who knows that boy with the scuffed up shoes?
The boy who brightens when asked to share views?
He's a real go-getter, and I just know he'll win
'Cause his pure little heart is bereft of sin