I can't see my girl
Can’t see photographs of me
Or the cashier
Or the doctor
Or my lover before me

I can't see my girl's
Dimpled cheeks, Scandi beauty
We stand with held hands
No one’s taking you from me

But I see her dressed in her leopard print
And I hear her singing out of tune
I am holding the note for her
You hold me as I

See her dressed in her leopard print
And I hear her singing out of tune
I am holding the note for her
You hold me as I
Hold you

I can't see my girl
Behind the glass waiting for me
Can abstract
Be exact
Gift a vivid memory
I can't see my girl
Will tender joy remember me
Her gold band
On my hand
Fits my finger perfectly

But I see her dressed in her leopard print
And I hear her singing out of tune
I am holding the note for her
You hold me as I

See her dressed in her leopard print
And I hear her singing out of tune
I am holding the note for her
You hold me as I

See her dressed in her leopard print
And I hear her singing out of tune
I am holding the note for her
You hold me as I

See her dressed in her leopard print
And I hear her singing out of tune
I am holding the note for her
You hold me as I
Hold you