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Eyes Of A Woman - Agnetha Faltskog
I met her at the airport we talked on the plane
She saw that i was downcast and said it was a shame
I gave her all the reasons for being in despair
She said that explanations won't get you anywhere
It's not a matter of virtue or the cause you defend
It's only the moments of choice that count in the end
We get a bit of the good life a piece of the cake
And enough of the hard times to keep us awake
It takes the eyes of a woman the heart of a child
The soul of a gypsy to cherish the wild
The eyes of a woman the heart of a child
The soul of a gypsy to cherish the wild
She hit me in a weak sports i knew that she was right
She said can you imagine a day without a night
Good without the evil is a cob without the corn
It's with the aid of demons that angels can be born
It's not a matter of virtue or the cause you defend
It's only the moments of choice that count in the end
We get a bit of the good life a piece of the cake
And enough of the hard times to keep us awake
It takes the eyes of a woman the heart of a child
The soul of a gypsy to cherish the wild
The eyes of a woman the heart of a child
The soul of a gypsy to cherish the wild
We get a bit of the good life a piece of the cake
And enough of the hard times to keep us awake
It takes the eyes of a woman the heart of a child
The soul of a gypsy to cherish the wild
We get a bit of the good life a piece of the cake
And enough of the hard times to keep us awake
It takes the eyes of a woman the heart of a child
The soul of a gypsy to cherish the wild
