Banned From The Back Porch

I stepped out into the night and put my feet down on the wet patio floorThe sky's air had been cooling and steam rose from everywhereI could feel drops of rain slipping off tree's leaves and splattering to the groundIt's always misty after a summer pourAnd I'll remember turning around and looking outAnd staring in and focusing on this one beautiful girlAnd I said, "Oh who is this?Where was she all those crazy years?Where was she when my heart couldn't take its beat?"I sipped down some warm ginger aleAnd drew back a breathAnd headed over to see about this girlI couldn't say a thing and I just stared open and wideAnd I connected with her eyes to feel my gut fall through the floorOh my god, I think I'm fallingAnd I said, "Oh who is this?Where was she all those crazy years?Where was she when my heart couldn't take its beat?"And I said, "Oh who is this?Where was she all those crazy years?Where was she when my heart couldn't take its beat?"