Where is my girl
Who likes touch and poems
And watching the world
Rushing thru the trees
Pushing against the windows
Roaring under the night
Somewhere in the distance
She’ll let me
But she won't
Where is my girl
Who likes touch and poems

Who’ll push my shoulder
Hard up on my knees
Curl and pull under my fingers
Forearm over her eyes
She’ll let me
But she won't
Where is my girl
Who likes touch and poems