Oh, How I Wish It Was Me

Oh, How I Wish It Was Me

        She has the ways of a woman in love.

 Look in her eyes, and it’s so plain to see.

 I don’t know her plan.

 I don’t know the man,

 but, oh, how I wish it was me.

 She looked at me that way long, long ago.

 And when she did, I felt wild and free.

 But it didn’t last.

 That’s in the past,

 but, oh, how I wish it was me.

 A good woman’s love makes you want to get up in the morning.

 A good woman’s love makes you want to go to bed at night.

 A woman’s love will make you think you could conquer the world,

 and it wouldn’t even be a fair fight.

 Somebody new has got her glowing again --

 moving along oh so confidently.

 Well, I don’t know who.

 Maybe it’s you,

 but, oh, how I wish it was me.