At dawn, I said goodbye
Underneath the breeze, and there I remembered you
When I got to the bridge, I turned around
Covered in tears, the ones I wept for you
What beautiful eyes, the ones that woman has
She has such interesting ways 1 of loving
People say she took the pleasure out of me
Oh, what hope is there that I'll stop loving her?
What beautiful eyes, the ones that woman has
She has such interesting ways of loving
People say she took the pleasure out of me
Oh, what hope is there that I'll stop loving her?
1. it says "such pretty ways," but it's sarcastic