There's a somebody I'm longing to see, I hope that she, turns out to be. Someone who'll watch over me. I'm a little lamb who's lost in a wood, I know I could, always be good. To one who'll watch over me. Although she may not be the girl some men would think of as lovely. To my heart she carries the key----- dim Won't you tell her please to put on some speed, follow my lead, oh how I need. Someone to watch over me.