Sangtekst: Bruce Springsteen. Tracks (Disc 3). Cynthia.

Cynthia
When you come walkin' by
You're an inspiring sight
Cynthia you don't smile or say hi
But baby that's alright
'Cause I don't need to hold you
Or taste your kiss
I just like knowing, Cynthia
You exist at all in a world like this
Cynthia, when you pass
It seems like this whole town drops
Cynthia, maybe it's just me babe
Some fool stuck here watchin' the clock
You give us a reason to start whispering why
To stop singin', baby
And salute your style
Yeah Cynthia

Now you ain't the finest thing I'll never have
And when you go the hurt you leave
Baby it ain't so bad
No it ain't Cynthia
Yeah there ain't a man in this whole town
Who'll say you ain't fine
Do you hear them guys talkin'
Tell me, baby, do you mind
You make us happy, honey, when we feel sad
To see something so good in a world gone bad
There's still cynthia

Cynthia
No one knows your number
No one knows where you live
Cynthia I wonder
Do you understand
This strange thing you give
Well baby is it your style
The mistery in your smile
Or just how cool you walk
In a world gone wild

Tell me if you will, Cynthia
I gotta be pretty naive to believe in you
I know you ain't ever gonna be my dream come true
That's alright, I gotta dream
That's as good as you, Cynthia
Baby, this ain't no come on
It's a walk on, walk on