Did you see her walking ?    Did she come around here, sir ?    Black hair, brown eyes   My beautiful leah      She was always so needing   Said "i have no-one"   Even as I held her   She went out looking for someone   Looking for someone      She only had nightmares   And her sadness never lifted   And slowly over the years   Her lovely face twisted      Did she come around here, sir?    I swear you would remember   Black hair, brown eyes   Late september   October, november, december      It never leaves my mind   The last words she said   If I don't find it this time   Then I'm better off dead