She doesn't have a face of fashion

Just an ordinary look at best

She walks into a room with passion

Extraordinary from the rest

It's not the way she wears her hair

Not the makeup on her face

Fascination of a Mona Lisa

A mystery that can't be traced



Every time she walks away

Grown men just stop and cry



While other kids were singing Jesus Loves Me

She was listening to John Coltrane

Always one foot left of centers

Always one foot in the rain



Her story unfolds

Like wildflowers on the vine

She never grows old

She's always on your mind



Every time she walks away

Grown men just stop and cry



La, la, la (repeats)



Every time she walks away

Grown men just stop and cry



Every time she walks away (repeats)



La, la, la (repeats)