charted by Rick Schofield ([email protected]) v1) She sits alone by a lampo-ost Trying to find a thought that's escaped her mind She says Dads the one I love the most But Stipe's not far behind She never lets me in only tells me where she's been when she's had to much to drink I say that I don't care I just run my hands through her dark hair then I pray to God, "You gotta help me fly away" (and just) let her cry if the tears fall down like rain let her sing If it eases all her pain let her go let her walk right out on me and if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be, let her be 4 bars solo verse 2 This morning I woke up alone found a note standing by the phone saying "maybe, maybe I'll be back someday" I wanted to look for you you walked in, I didn't know just what I should do So, I sat back down, had a beer and felt sorry for myself chorus solo - 8 bars over verse chorus verse 3 last night I tried to leave cried so much I could not beleive she was the same girl I fell in love with long ago she went in the back to get high I sat down on my couch and cried yelling "Whoa Lord whoa, please help me. Won't you hold my hand" chorus - ends differently as.... and if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be chorus