Did you see her walking?
Did [bad word] around here, Sir?
Black hair, brown eyes
My beautiful Leah

She was always so needing
Said, I have no-one
Even as I held her
She went out looking for someone

She only had nightmares,
And her sadness never lifted
And slowly over the years
Her lovely face twisted

Did [bad word] around here, Sir?
I swear you would remember
Black hair, Brown eyes
Late September
October
November
December

It never leaves my mind
The last words she said
If I don't find it this time,
Then I'm better off dead.