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She says she doesn’t play guitar
But can make it sing like a harp
She’ll say she doesn’t know you
But is good at guessing who you are
And she is plagued by bad memory
Of people, places, and things
Or all that she has had
That hurts to remember and keep

And I was caught in the between
Of where I was and where I wanted to be
She had me standing there
Wanting to run my fingers through her hair
But I had nothing to say

And her past tends to be discrete
Sometimes that doesn’t matter to me
When we all bear some scars
That aren’t meant to be seen
But I want to take her for a ride
And look at myself in her eyes
And say the transgressions of a man
Aren’t the sins of mankind

And I was caught in the between
Of where I was and where I wanted to be
She had me standing there
Wanting to run my fingers through her hair
But I had nothing to say

She said she has been here before
And hears it knocking at her door
Asking her for what she can spare
Like some kind of alms for the poor
But I’m from the wrong side of the track
And like wandering off the beaten path
And if you can show me how to love
I’ll help you remember how to laugh

And I was caught in the between
Of where I was and where I wanted to be
She had me standing there
Wanting to run my fingers through her hair
And there’s was so much I wanted to say
There was so much I wanted to say to you