Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
Santana
[Verse 1]
No one told me about her, the way she lied
Well, no one told me about her
How many people cried
[Pre-Chorus]
Well, it's too late to say you're sorry
How would I know, why should I care?
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there, oh, oh, oh
[Verse 2]
Nobody told me about her, what could I do?
Well, nobody told me about her, though they all knew
[Pre-Chorus]
Well, it's too late to say you're sorry
How would I know, why should I care?
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there
[Chorus]
Well, let me tell you about the way she looked
The way she acted, the color of her hair
Her voice is soft and cool
Her eyes are clear and bright
But she's not there
[Guitar Solo]
[Pre-Chorus]
Well, it's too late to say you're sorry
How would I know, why should I care?
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there
[Chorus]
Well, let me tell you about the way she looked
The way she acted, the color of her hair
Her voice is soft and cool
Her eyes are clear and bright
But she's not there
[Guitar and Drum/Percussion Solo]
[Instrumental Outro]
She’s Not There was written by Rod Argent.
She’s Not There was produced by Carlos Santana & Tom Coster.