Valerie - Steve Winwood

So wild, standing there, with her hands in her hair

I can't help remember just where she touched me

There's still no face here in her place

So cool, she was like jazz on a summer's day

Music, high and sweet, then she just flew away

Now she can't be that warm with the wind in her arms

Valerie, call on me

Call on me, Valerie

Come and see me

I'm the same boy I used to be

Love songs fill the night, but they don't tell it all

Not how lovers cry, just like they're dying

Her cries hang there, in time, somewhere

Someday, some good wind may blow her back to me

Some night I may hear her like she used to be

No it can't be that warm with the wind in her arms

Valerie, call on me

Call on me, Valerie

Come and see me

I'm the same boy I used to be

So cool, she was like jazz on a summer's day

Music, high and sweet, then she just flew away

No she can't be that warm with the wind in her arms

Valerie, call on me

Call on me, Valerie

Come and see me

I'm the same boy I used to be

I'm the same boy I used to be