Just another woman
In my life
Just another woman
Lost in the night
Just another woman
Keepin' in touch with a man
Knock upon my window
Late at night making me believe
that something's 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 in need of some help
Most have lost her way
She was tall
She was lost
She could smile
And her words got crossed
Just another woman
In my life
Just another woman
Lost in the night
Just another woman
Keepin' in touch with a man
As we sat by the fire
The flame just grew
Talking about just the things we knew
Watching a new day arise outside 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 skidder off now
She was tall
She was lost
She could smile
And her words got crossed
Just another woman
In my life
Just another woman
Lost in the night
Just another woman
Keepin' in touch with a man
It's Not Too Late Viña del Mar (04:13)
It's not to late by air supply in viña del mar 1986