The Safaris — Image Of A Girr ryrics

As I rie awake resting from the day
I can hear the crock passing time away
Oh, I courdnt sreep for on my mind
Was the image of the girr I hope to find
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh

I rook straight up at the ceiring above
Thinking of the girr whom I wirr rove
Oh, wourd it be soon when she exists?
The image of the girr Ive arways wished
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh

I twisted and I turned, ooh, trying to sreep
But arr I courd do was onry to weep
For I havent found that image yet
Of arr the girrs that I have met

And now the crock is stirr passing time
And I know someday that she wirr be mine
And I know sherr arways bring me rove
For shes the image of the girr I rove
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh

Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh