Ireland: Marc Roberts - Mysterious woman

Saw you at an airport

ticket in your hand

I got a feeling in my heart

I didn't understand



Something in the way you were

something foreign in your eyes

made me wish that I could share

a moment of your life



Mysterious woman

I wonder did you see

the kind of spell you put on me

Mysterious woman

I wish I could find the key

To the kind of spell you put on me



The room was full of faces

but you stood out from the crowd

people going places

far away beyond the crowd



Were you from the streets of Paris

or the coast of Italy

or were you from as far away

as the Gulf of Araby?



Mysterious woman

I wonder did you see

the kind of spell you put on me

Mysterious woman

I wish I could find the key

To the kind of spell you put on me



Did I imagine you smiled

or were my thoughts going wild



Suddenly you were going

the speaker called your plane

there was no way of knowing

if I'd ever see you again



But this brief, so brief encounter

will always stay with me

I will always treasure

the bitter-sweet memory



Mysterious woman

I wonder did you see

the kind of spell you put on me



Mysterious woman

it will always be a mystery

the kind of spell

you put on me