There's a girl called Jo
Harleys her name
She don't like it much when you call her that
Out on the steps
With a book and a pen
Drawing things she sees inside her mind
And I hope that she is all right
And I think about her from time to time
There's things that she fears in the night
She's beautiful, with eyes like the sky
Staring at the floor
Then runnin' away
Seen it happen twice before this day
And a knock on my door
For a place to hide
From the thing that make up her little life
And I hope that she is all right
And I think about her from time to time
There's things that she fears in the night
She's beautiful, with eyes like the sky
She told me once
She's never had a friend
And I wonder how she spends her time
I know to my soul
If I had it my way
She would never ever have to cry
The only man she loves
Is past two state lines
To get to him would take longer than a day
All she knows
Is the smell of a rose
And how it feels to want, but be so far away
And I hope that she is all right
And I think about her from time to time
There's things that she fears in the night
She's beautiful, with eyes like the sky