The singer confesses that his love vanished without a trace, leaving him blind with love and unable to find her. He describes her as more than beautiful and etherial. While flipping through magazines one day, he thinks he spots her getting on a motorcycle but when he looks again she has disappeared, seemingly for good. He pleads for anybody to tell him if they have seen his baby around.
The singer confesses that his love vanished without a trace, leaving him blind with love and unable to find her. He describes her as more than beautiful and etherial. While flipping through magazines one day, he thinks he spots her getting on a motorcycle but when he looks again she has disappeared, seemingly for good. He pleads for anybody to tell him if they have seen his baby around.
The singer confesses that his love vanished without a trace, leaving him blind with love and unable to find her. He describes her as more than beautiful and etherial. While flipping through magazines one day, he thinks he spots her getting on a motorcycle but when he looks again she has disappeared, seemingly for good. He pleads for anybody to tell him if they have seen his baby around.
She confessed her love to me Then she vanished on the breeze Trying to hold on to that was just impossible She was more than beautiful Closer to etherial With a kind of down to earth flavor Close my eyes It's three in the afternoon Then I realize That she's really gone for good nybody seen my baby nybody seen her around !ove has gone and made me blind I've looked but I just can't find She has gotten lost in the crowd I was flippin' magazines In that place on "ercer Street When I thought I spotted her #etting on a motor bike !ooking rather lady like $idn't she just give me a wave% Salty tears It's three in the afternoon &as she disappeared Is she really gone for good nybody seen my baby nybody seen her around If I just close my eyes I reach out and touch the prize nybody seen her around '(ap) nybody seen my baby nybody seen her around If I just close my eyes I reach out and touch the prize nybody seen her around !ost* lost and never found I must have called her a thousand times Sometimes I think she's just in my imagination !ost in the crowd