Nobody told me about her
What could I do?Well, nobody told me about herThough they all knew
Well, it's too late to say you're sorryHow would I know, why should I care?Please, don't bother trying to find herShe's not there
Well, let me tell you about the way she lookedThe way she acted, the color of her hairHer voice is soft and cool, her eyes are clear and brightBut she's not there
- Santana
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