Her hair has the color of the golden summer sun

Her skin like golden wheat at harvest time

Her eyes were as clear as the cool mountrain stream

Her lips the shade of cherries at picking time

Her soul was as pure as the Sunday morning silence

Her innocence as sweet as a baby's smile

And never had the hands of a man caressed her body

No evil in this silent world of Golden Girl

I called her Golden Girl because I did not know her name

Her lips had never spoke a single word

And her ears had never heard the sounds of the outside world

And the love words that I spoke she never heard

She could not hear nor speak but her eyes would question me

She did not understand my needs as I would hold her

But there was no way I could take any of the good

From the untouched silent world of Golden Girl

Though I wanted her so much I could not bring myself to touch

The sacred innocence of one so pure

So I left her where I found her in the silence that surrounds her

Twas better to have left her than to take her I am sure

And I strayed for a while in the silent world of Golden Girl

Though I wanted her so much