Lyrics:

(Stephen Stills) There's a woman that you ought to know And she's coming, singing soft and low Singing rock and roll, she's a joy to know 'Neath the shadow of a soothing hand I am free there, just to make my plans Dream of faraway lands, anything close at hand And she will follow me wide, do you know Familiar places she's been by, that I know Could it be, she don't have to try And tomorrow, she's a friend of mine And the sorrow, I see her face is lined She's no longer blind, she's just hard to find