She was a friend to me when I needed one   Wasn't for her I don't know what I'd done   She gave me back something that was missing in me      She could of turned out to be almost anyone   Almost anyone with the possible exception   Of who I wanted her to be      Running into the midnight with her clothes whipping in the wind   Reaching into the heart of the darkness for the tenderness within   Stumblin' into the lights of the city and then back in the shadows again   Hanging onto the laughter that each of us hid our unhappiness in      Talk about celestial bodies   And your angels on the wing   She wasn't much good at stickin' around   But that girl could sing, she could sing      In the dead of night she could shine a light   On some places that you've never been   In that kind of light you could lose your sight   And believe there was something to win      You could hold her tight with all your might   But she'd slip through your arms like the wind   And be back in flight back into the night   Where you might never see her again      The longer I thought I could find her   The shorter my vision became   Running in circles behind her   And thinking in terms of the blame      But she couldn't have been any kinder   If she'd come back and tried to explain      She wasn't much good a saying goodbye   But that girl was sane