Searchin’ for You

When the night has come and the town is dark … that’s when I leave my lonely cabin. That’s when I go searchin’ for you, Baby. I walk the streets knowing that one night I will find you.

You have long auburn hair that flows down over your shoulders. Your eyes are green, you have curves that just won’t stop. I know everything about you except your name. Is it Diane? Is it Nadine? Or is it Aphrodite? Are you my goddess of love?

I saw you five months ago walking with a man. You went into Jimbo’s honky-tonk, and I followed. I sat at the bar and watched you. As I looked on, I fell in love. I fell in love with your smile, with your laugh. I fell head over heels in love with your beauty. From that moment on, I was yours. You just don’t know it yet. I should have followed you when you left, but I didn’t. I thought I’d see you soon enough, but I haven’t.

When the night starts its retreat and the beginning light in the East tells me I must stop my quest, I go back to my empty cabin and think of you.

I dream of you while I sleep the day away. I know that if I am to find you, it will only be in the dark of night where I first saw you.

I’m searchin’ for you, Baby, and one day I’m gonna find you.

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18 thoughts on “Searchin’ for You

  1. Being a hopeful romantic, the stalker image never entered my mind, not the first time I read it and not now. Just pictured a man yearning for his lady love and determined to find her. So I guess, Andrew, you got to second base, but the story’s a home run all the same.

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