Written by: Doyle Marsh & George Reneau
Performed by: Waylon Jennings
Appears on: The Best of Waylon Jennings-1970 & Journey: Six Strings Away-1999.
When I noticed her the first time,
I was outside running barefoot in the rain.
She lived in the house next door,
Her nose was pressed against the window pane.
When I looked at her she smiled,
And showed a place where two teeth used to be.
And I heard her ask her mom,
If she could come outside and play with me.
Soon the days of sand and shovels,
Gave way to the mysteries of life.
Then I noticed she was changing,
And I looked at her through different eyes.
We became as one and knew a love,
Without beginning or an end.
And every day I lived with her,
Was like a new day dawning once again.
And I've loved her since,
Every doll was Shirley Temple,
Soda pop was still a nickel.
Jam was on her fingertips,
Milk was circled on her lips.
After many years our love grew silent,
And at night I heard her cry.
And when she left me in the fall,
I knew that it would be our last goodbye.
I was man enough to give her,
Everything she needed for a while.
In searching for a perfect love,
I found that I could not give her a child.
Now she lives a quiet life,
And is the mother of a little girl.
Every time I pass her house,
My thoughts go back into another world,
Because I see her little girl,
Her nose is pressed against the window pane.
She thinks I'm a lonely man,
Who wants to come inside, out of the rain.
And I've loved her since,
Every doll was Shirley Temple,
Soda pop was still a nickel.
[Fade.]
Jam was on her fingertips,
Milk was circled on her lips.
[Thanks to Briana Carson for lyrics]
Performed by: Waylon Jennings
Appears on: The Best of Waylon Jennings-1970 & Journey: Six Strings Away-1999.
When I noticed her the first time,
I was outside running barefoot in the rain.
She lived in the house next door,
Her nose was pressed against the window pane.
When I looked at her she smiled,
And showed a place where two teeth used to be.
And I heard her ask her mom,
If she could come outside and play with me.
Soon the days of sand and shovels,
Gave way to the mysteries of life.
Then I noticed she was changing,
And I looked at her through different eyes.
We became as one and knew a love,
Without beginning or an end.
And every day I lived with her,
Was like a new day dawning once again.
And I've loved her since,
Every doll was Shirley Temple,
Soda pop was still a nickel.
Jam was on her fingertips,
Milk was circled on her lips.
After many years our love grew silent,
And at night I heard her cry.
And when she left me in the fall,
I knew that it would be our last goodbye.
I was man enough to give her,
Everything she needed for a while.
In searching for a perfect love,
I found that I could not give her a child.
Now she lives a quiet life,
And is the mother of a little girl.
Every time I pass her house,
My thoughts go back into another world,
Because I see her little girl,
Her nose is pressed against the window pane.
She thinks I'm a lonely man,
Who wants to come inside, out of the rain.
And I've loved her since,
Every doll was Shirley Temple,
Soda pop was still a nickel.
[Fade.]
Jam was on her fingertips,
Milk was circled on her lips.
[Thanks to Briana Carson for lyrics]