| Dm | C | Bb | |
| She | hangs her head and cries in my | shirt |
| C | Dm | C | F | |
| She | must be | hurt very | badly | . |
| F | C | D | G | |
| Tell me | what's | making you | sadly | . |
| D | G | C | Bb |
| Open your | door, don't | hide in the | dark. |
| C | Dm | C | F | |
| You're | lost in the | dark, you can | trust | me |
| C | Dm | G | |
| Cause you | know that's how it | must | be |
| Dm | G | A | Dm |
| Lisa | Lisa sad | Lisa | Lisa |
| Dm | C | Bb | |
| Her | eyes like windows trickelling | rain | , |
| C | Dm | C | F | |
| U | pon her | pain getting | dee | per. |
| F | C | Dm | G | |
| Though my | love | wants to | relieve | her |
| Dm | G | C | Bb | |
| She | walks a | lone from | wall to | wall |
| C | Dm | C | F |
| Lost in her | hall she can't | hear | me |
| F | C | Dm | G | |
| Though I | know she | likes to be m | near | me |
| Dm | G | A | Dm |
| Lisa | Lisa sad | Lisa | Lisa |
| Dm | C | Bb | |
| She | sits in a corner by the | door |
| C | Dm | C | F | |
| There | must be | more I can | tell | her |
| F | C | Dm | G | |
| If she | really | wants me to | help | her |
| Dm | G | C | Bb | |
| I'll | do what I | can to | show her the | way |
| C | Dm | C | F | |
| And | maybe some | day I will | free | her |
| C | Dm | G | |
| Though I | know no one can | see | her |
| Dm | G | A | Dm |
| Lisa | Lisa sad | Lisa | Lisa |