I thought I knew
the girl so well
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 lotta little things
And even though
I confessed them one by one
She would still be gone
Her eyes of 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
And all I have to show
Oh when she walked
out the door
The cold facts
and nothin' more
Her eyes of 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 of 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