There's this girl I used to know, spoke in whispers oh so low,
I'm hoping that someday I'll find, all the love that's on her mind.
Though I was young and could not tell, was she a ghost from a wishing well?
Just a simple girl you know, spoke in whispers oh so low.
I hope you understand, I never understood,
That when you talk to me, I never felt so good.
I hope you understand, that when I close my eyes, I see you.
And if I could roll back the days, so many things she longed to say.
The happy days in a short life span, the agonies of a working man,
A simple love so well I know, it was so very long ago.
Just a simple girl you see, spoke in whispers just like me (just like me).