Woman in Your Arms

I used to go around with men you might find strange
But being young meant nothing ventured nothing gained
Lavish parties were held from Manhattan to Maine
All as fickle as castles in Spain
I was wasting my time
For their world was a stage
Like a bird trapped in a guilted cage
I was lonely, we met
You were young
Just a child
You would sing
You would laugh
You were wild.
(Bridge + Chorus)
A romantic Italian would know how to say
All the right things to steal love his way
You knew just how to weave that spell to make me feel that
I am a woman,
woman,
a real woman in your arms.
Woman, woman
a real woman in your arms
You remind me of beaches
caressing the sea
with a hundred white horses
all galloping free
Rocking that look on your face
And you eyes shining bright
We embraced and you made me feel right
For to love you
is wishing for time to stand still
And I love you and love you until
Cause to me you’re a man
And you’re gentle and kind
Who’d believe that I ever would find
(Bridge + Chorus)
A romantic Italian would know how to say
All the rights things to steal love his way
And still knows how to read that spell
To make me feel that I am a woman,
Woman
A real woman in your arms
Woman, woman
A real woman in your arms
Woman, woman,
A real woman in your arms,
Woman, woman,
A real woman in your arms,
Woman, woman
A real woman in your arms
(Fades to end)