But that can't stop me from-ah thinkin' to myself She's sure fine lookin' man Uh-look-ah there There she comes Here comes that girl again Wanted to date her since I don't know when But she don't notice me when I pass She goes with older guys from out of

I journey through this frozen land on my own There's no shelter anywhere down the road When this mystic wanderer comes around And the dying hope in my heart starts to grow The dying hope in my heart starts to grow, starts to grow This vagrant offers help

'Cause she'll never break, never break, never break, never break There's been so many girls that I've known I've made so many cry, and still I wonder why Here comes a little girl, I see her walking down the street She's all by herself, I try and knock

She's like a rainbow Coming, colors in the air Oh, everywhere She comes in colors ev'rywhere; She combs her hair She comes in colors Have you seen a lady fairer? Have you seen her dressed in blue? See the sky in front of you

(Oh here she comes) She's a maneater Watch out boy she'll chew you up Here she comes (She's a maneater) Oh here she comes (Watch out) She'll only come out at night The lean and hungry type

Here she comes Here she comes. Now here she comes She begins to steal the light Confusion throws another mystery. It's out of focus with the eye So now you wonder is this just a dream? She 's gonna cause a sensation now. And just between you and me

Here comes the night Yeah, I know, I know, I know, I can be alright I know, I know, I know, I know you got to leave There's no light, no light in the sky And it gets so cold when she leaves my side Maybe she's the light, the light in my eyes 'Cause

I went downtown to see milady She stood me up and I stood there waiting But it'll be all right when The Morning Comes Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair I've got nowhere to go, so I can go anywhere And it'll be all right when the Morning

There will be an answer, let it be. Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be, Mother Mary comes to me When I find myself in times of trouble And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me Whisper

Could send her home again Ah, here she comes Here she comes, here she comes again The same old painted lady From the brow of the superbrain She'll scratch this world to pieces As she comes on like a friend But a couple of songs from your old scrapbook