Nancy Wilson
Nancy Wilson
Nancy Wilson
Nancy Wilson
Nancy Wilson
Nancy Wilson
Nancy Wilson
Nancy Wilson
Nancy Wilson
Nancy Wilson
Nancy Wilson
This change I feel puzzles me
It's strange, a real mystery
Maybe you see it
If you do see it
What on earth can it be?
Lately I find myself out gazing at stars
Hearing guitars like someone in love
Sometimes the things I do astound me
Mostly whenever you're around me
Lately I seem to walk as though I had wings
Bump into things like someone in love
Each time I look at you I'm limp as a glove
And feeling like someone in love
Lately I find myself out gazing at stars
Hearing guitars like someone in love
Sometimes the things I do astound me
Mostly whenever you're around me
Lately I seem to walk as though I had wings
Bump into things like someone in love
Each time I look at you I'm limp as a glove
And feeling like someone in love