The Other Woman (feat. Beau John)
Effortlessly sitting so still
On this narrow windowsill
How did we get here?
Passion overtook us
Blending in like lines on the street
Knew it was wrong, but with our feet
We signalled that we just had to be
Colliding so delicately
Nobody wants to be
The other woman like me
Sneaking around on the outskirts of town
Never really seen for more
Than just a fantasy
It was a dark and gloomy day
When she first caught my gaze
Lifted something within me
I knew it was wrong but it had to be
I was missing the touch
She couldn't give me so much
And I fell in, it was not planned
But trembling it began
Nobody wants to be
The other woman sitting with me
Lost on the streets without a purpose
She will never be seen
Cause she is just a fantasy
I crave the touch
Knowing its wrong
But when he smiled my way
My moral high left the scene
Cravings go so deep
Sneaking in and out of cabs
In downtown parking lots
Dimly lit, mysterious voids
To meet in clubs not meant for us
Nobody plans it this way
To pretend the one you're with
Doesn't exist
Knowing fair, that this is wrong
But carrying on
Cause you believe in the fantasy
Never a question if it's more
Than you and I
Not a we but maybe
Like ships, passing by
Yet in the darkness
We collide
Like an iceberg
In a moment of time
On this narrow windowsill
How did we get here?
Passion overtook us
Blending in like lines on the street
Knew it was wrong, but with our feet
We signalled that we just had to be
Colliding so delicately
Nobody wants to be
The other woman like me
Sneaking around on the outskirts of town
Never really seen for more
Than just a fantasy
It was a dark and gloomy day
When she first caught my gaze
Lifted something within me
I knew it was wrong but it had to be
I was missing the touch
She couldn't give me so much
And I fell in, it was not planned
But trembling it began
Nobody wants to be
The other woman sitting with me
Lost on the streets without a purpose
She will never be seen
Cause she is just a fantasy
I crave the touch
Knowing its wrong
But when he smiled my way
My moral high left the scene
Cravings go so deep
Sneaking in and out of cabs
In downtown parking lots
Dimly lit, mysterious voids
To meet in clubs not meant for us
Nobody plans it this way
To pretend the one you're with
Doesn't exist
Knowing fair, that this is wrong
But carrying on
Cause you believe in the fantasy
Never a question if it's more
Than you and I
Not a we but maybe
Like ships, passing by
Yet in the darkness
We collide
Like an iceberg
In a moment of time
Credits
Writer(s): Kim Dowling
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