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 ethereal
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
Anybody seen my baby
Anybody seen her around
Love 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 Mercer Street
When I thought I spotted her
Getting on a motor bike
Looking rather lady like
Didn't she just give me a wave?
Salty tears
It's three in the afternoon
Has she disappeared
Is she really gone for good
Anybody seen my baby
Anybody seen her around
If I just as close my eyes
I reach out
And touch the prize
Anybody seen her around
Anybody seen my baby
Anybody seen her around
If I just as close my eyes
I reach out
And touch the prize
Anybody seen her around
Lost, lost and never found
I must have called her
A thousand times
Sometimes I think
She's just in my imagination
Lost in the crowd
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