(Composição: Ted Turner, Martin Turner, Andy Powell) I thought I had a girl I know, because I seen her. Her hair was golden brown Blowin' free like a cornfield. She was far away I found it hard to reach her. She told me "You can try" But it's impossible to find her. In my dreams everything was alright. In your schemes you can only try. I thought I had a girl I know, because I seen her. Her hair was golden brown Blowin' free like a cornfield
