With a walk and a smile
Took the air out of my chest
She made her way to me without a word
Never taking time for serious talk
She was different from the rest
Hair of cinnamon and spring
She looked me in the eyes
And she laughed
Laughed and laughed all day
You know, in a nervous kind of way
This girl like to laugh
Didn’t have a thing to say
But she laughed me right away
Not a word was ever spoken
That found a home inside
As fleeting as that flame she held for me
Always making rhymes out of serious talk
She was tougher than the rest
Eyes of green that said all there was left to say
Her smile still shines in a frame I keep on my wall
Hard not to smile myself with her memory so damn near
It’s times like this I wish I had the nerve to call
Cause if I made it through the second ring
There’s a chance that I might hear ...