Eyes Of A Woman Lyrics - Singles - Agnetha Faltskog

(Paris Edvinson / Marianne Flynner) 

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 spot, 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.