He had such a sweet way of using her
Staying on just long enough
To fill his emptiness
He opened her with his honesty
He opened her with his honesty
Broke her defenses with a smile
Then so quietly he left her
With a feeling
Maybe
In awhile
Maybe
In awhile
Lady Rider
A prisoner
Of his own confusion
Of his own confusion
He found himself on trial
But it was easier to close the door
Than to compromise his style
Their paths may again cross one day
But she's not the girl
He once knew
No longer easily disarmed
A wiser woman
Sure of self
Immune to reckless charm
But she's not the girl
He once knew
No longer easily disarmed
A wiser woman
Sure of self
Immune to reckless charm
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