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