Rick Wakeman - Stone Cold Is The Woman's Heart lyrics

The woman moves in mysterious ways Her miracles to defend She is patient as your enemy Triumphant as your friend She lures her prey with sleight of hand And scores with a poisoned dart Who knows why Deep down inside Stone cold is the woman's heart. The woman has the cutting tongue But the man still has his pride The fire may long have burned out But he smoulders deep inside The drama calls for a leading man He hungers for the part She will set you up Let you down Lay your body low She will lead you to believe THat you have nowhere else to go She is sorcery In every way a perfect work of art The woman has the frigid touch Still the memories remain She has clothed herself in loneliness And learned to wear the pain She has run the race In many's the way But ends back at the start.