Woman-Child

She's strange, wild, this woman-child
She comes to me and fills my life
Wild, but this woman-child has no love to bring to me
But this woman-child only leaves me memories
Just memories

I'm left alone to think about how we kissed
I'm left alone to dream about all I missed
While she runs on to someone else
And touches his heart the same way she touches me
But when she's mine again, I can't make it up
I need her so; I love her even though

She's strange, wild, this woman-child
She comes to me and fills my life
Wild, but this woman-child has no love to bring to me
This woman-child only leaves me memories, just memories

I'm left alone to think about how we kissed
I'm left alone to dream about all I missed
While she runs on to someone else and touches his heart
The same way she touches me
I could cry, I could cry
Every time I think about her, I could cry, I could cry