Karaoké That Girl Could Sing Jackson Browne

She was a friend to me when I needed one

Wasn't for her I don't know what I'd have done

She gave me back somethin' that was missin' in me

She could have turned out to be almost anyone

Almost anyone

With the possible exception of who I wanted her to be

Runnin' into the midnight with her clothes whippin' in the wind

Reachin' into the heart of the darkness for the tenderness within

Stumblin' into the lights of the city and then back in the shadows again

Hangin' onto the laughter that each of us hid our unhappiness in

Talk about celestial bodies and your angels on the wing

She wasn't much good at stickin' around but that girl could sing

She could sing

In the dead of night she could shine a light on some places that you've never been

In that kind of light you could lose your sight and believe there was somethin' to win

You could hold her tight with all your might but she'd slip through your arms like the wind

And be back in flight

Back into the night where you might never see her again

The longer I thought

I might find her the shorter my vision became

Runnin' in circles behind her and thinkin' in terms of the blame

But she couldn't have been any kinder if she'd come back and tried to explain

She wasn't much good at sayin' goodbye but that girl was sane