Coldest night of the winter    working up my farewell    In the middle of everything    under no particular spell       Dreaming of the mountains    where the children learn the stars    Clouds roll in from Nebraska    dark chords on a big guitar       My restlessness is long gone    standing like an old jack pine    I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter    She's a friend of a friend of mine          Can't believe your hands and mouth    did all that to me    And they are so daily naked    for all the world to see       That thunderstorm in Michigan    I never will forget    We shook right with the thunder    & with the pounding rain got wet       Where did you turn when you turned from me    with your arms across your chest    Ya,I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter    saw her in the great northwest          Would she have said it was the wrong time    if I had found her then    I don't ask very much    a field across the road and a few good friends       She used to come & see me    she was always there & gone    Even the very longest love   do'nt last very long       She'd stood there in my doorway    smoothing out her dress    saying 'life is a thump-ripe melon-   -so sweet and such a mess'          [I wanted to get to know you    but you said you were shy    I would have followed you anywhere    but hello rolled into goodbye      I just stood there watching    as you walked along the fence    Beware of them that look at you    as an experience       You're back out on the highway    with your poems of city heat    I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter    here on my own side street]         Well,The murderer who lived next door    seemed such a normal guy--    You try to swallow what they shove at us    you run out of tears to cry       I heard a man speak quietly    I listened for a while    He spoke from his heart to my woe    & then he bowed & smiled       What is real but compassion    as we move from birth to death    Ya,I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter    & I'm running out of breath          Spring will come back I know it will   & it'll do its best    so useful, so endangered    like a lion or a breast       I think about my children    when I look at any child's face    pray that we will find a way    to get with all this amazing grace       It's so cold out there tonight    stormy I can hardly see    I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter    & I guess I always will be.