She knows when I'm lonesome She cried when I'm sad She's up in the good times She' s down in the bad Whenever I'm discouraged She knows just what to do But girl, she doesn't know about you
I can tell her my troubles She makes them all seem right I can make up excuses Not to hold her at night We can talk of tomorrow I'll tell her things that I want to do But girl, how can I tell her about you