Jean - Clean Cut Kid

I sit alone and I’ll listen to my heartbeat

And then I make believe it’s yours

I hear the phone ring and I call for you to answer it

But you’re not here anymore

I change the channel and I love to see your eyes roll

But no one’s there to look across

I’ll always wonder where these fifty-something years ago

But in my living room I’m lost

Jean, Jean, won’t you find me?

Jean, Jean, won’t you find me?

I hope our children find the love like you and I, Jean

Someone to guide you through the years

I sit alone and I look up to the sky, Jean

Until my eyes are filled with tears

You’re in my seconds, in my minutes, in my hours

And not a single day you pass

When I will dream about a time that will that involve us

To be together, Jean, at last

Jean, Jean, won’t you find me?

Jean, Jean, won’t you find me?

Jean, Jean, won’t you find me?

Jean, Jean, won’t you find me?

Jean, I never dreamed that we’d be seeing out these years so far apart

Jean, I hope you find me in the dark

You’ll always be my Jean