You didn't mean to meet her you cry
Oh but the sun goes down every night
She came to you when you were alone
Oh and yes she matters to you
Kind of woman that'll haunt you
Oh...kind of woman that'll haunt you
She matters to you

I promised myself...a long time ago
Know It would be difficult to let you go
Oh If not at least within
The touch of my fingers
It was close to being
In heaven
Kind of woman that'll haunt you
To being in heaven
Kind of woman that'll haunt you
Is to be...in heaven
Kind of woman that'll haunt you
Is to be...in heaven
I know I know...