O.C. Smith - Friend, Lover, Woman, Wife lyrics

She's a friend, she's a lover, she's a woman, she's a wife She's the answered prayer ev'ry lonely man dreams of She's a temptress, she's a lady, she's the mother of my baby I thank God I'm the lucky man she loves Sometimes I lie awake and watch her sleeping; And I just wanna bust and the teardrops fill my eyes And I wonder what she'd think if she woke up and caught me weeping; 'cause daddies and heroes ain't supposed to cry The morning always seems to catch us laughing With the baby in the bed between us, safe and warm And I thank the Lord above for all the good times that I'm having Wrapped up in my woman's loving arms She's a friend, she's a lover, she's a woman, she's a wife She's the answered prayer ev'ry lonely man dreams of She's a temptress, she's a lady, she's the mother of my baby I thank God I'm the lucky man she loves And when the load gets heavy on my shoulders; And I can't keep the pace, and I need a place to hide I run home to my own little world and take her in my arms And hold her; and I soon forget there's another world outside 'cause she's a friend, she's a lover, she's a woman, she's a wife She's the answered prayer ev'ry lonely man dreams of She's a temptress, she's a lady, she's the mother of my baby I thank God I'm the lucky man she loves I thank God I'm the lucky man she loves