Knocking by my window, late at night Making me believe there's something not right I look through the window but all I can see is the rain Standing on my doorstep, not very old Looking so helpless and looking so cold A woman who needed some help Now she lost her way
She was cold, she was lost She could smile, and I was not cross
(chorus) Just another woman, in my life Just another woman, lost in the night Just another woman, keeping in touch with a man
As we sat by the fire, the flame just grew Talking about different things we knew Watching a new day arrive right inside my room The more I listened the more she told And in fascination my heart was sold Weaving in and out of my mind with a skill unknown
She was cold, she was lost She could smile, and I was not cross
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