As his eyes roam the floor
Again and again they return
My direction
Though the people walk and dance and drink between
Well, if I go with him tonight
Will he be like all the rest
Single-minded
Whether gentle, scared or mean?

CHORUS
God, this seems so far removed from how Mom said it would be
As she showed me tattered photos of her loves as she had grown
Where’s the tall, dark and handsome on the sleek, white steed
Among the multitudes of broken men I’ve known?

Someone turn the music up
‘Cause this throbbin’s getting louder
Are there pills to dull this loneliness that’s eating me alive?
Oh my God, he’s comin’ over here
I’ve got to look away
He’s not much
But my love could change him, make him stay

CHORUS
God, this seems so far removed from how Mom said it would be
As she showed me tattered photos of her loves as she had grown
Where’s the tall, dark and handsome on the sleek, white steed
Among the multitudes of broken men I’ve known?
Where’s the tall, dark and handsome on the sleek, white steed…
Among the multitudes of broken men I’ve known?

Words and Music by Chuck Brown