She lets me in
only tell me where's she's been
when she's had too much to drink.
I say that I don't care, I just run my hands
through her dark hair, and I pray to God
you gotta help me fly away.
Let her cry, if the tears fall down like rain
Let her sing, if it eases all her pain
Let her go, let her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow
Let her be, let her be.