Open Book

She's leaving for the West soon Just one look, she's sure to stun you The clever one sitting by the bar She told me stories of her struggles I try to speak, but then I fumble At the open book's story so far She's a friend, of a friend, of a friend, of a friend I don't know how I can deal Just let it go Leave it be Just let it go Your thoughts are running out of control Just let it go That book is now closed She'll maybe move out to the East coast She tells me while I count her freckles This woman's got some hold on me That's the way that it is And I can't stop feeling this I don't know how I can deal Won't let it go Can't leave it be Won't let it go Your thoughts are running out of control Won't let it go Won't let it go And I go out for a walk I'm reminded of a song And as I recall the phrase I begin to count the days left til I see your face