I n the dark she w as gone
Left it c old when she close the door
S he packed her clothes took m y soul
Now I know I'm all alone
A in't going to ever be
And it's too late to beg
Do n't you never leave
And I abused her instead
What kind of man am I
To never reco gnize
The true her?
S o hard to find (so hard to find)
The true her?
S o hard to find (so hard to find)
See a grown man
Crying out to record plays
M e and Donny Hathaway
S moking a pack and a half a day it's bad
T hought I saw her yesterday
But it was just my imagination
B urning away the temptation it's bad
A in't going to ever be
And it's too late to beg
Don' t you never leave
And I abused her instead
What kind of man am I
To never rec ognize
The true her?
S o hard to find (so hard to find)
S o hard to find (so hard to find)