There's a girl in the southeast that looks like her mom And you should hear her singing when she thinks she's alone Calm as the whisper of the pine needle trees She'll make any man buckle his knees Turning out my heart again She always finds another way in Hangs her hat on the mirror and hope by the door Stares out the window and hums at the storm Searching for answers and someone to care But I was too far away to always be there