Different Woman

The one who would become my wife had rare peculiar taste

An expertly easy style

She tripped a hallelujah with a funny kind of grace

A dealer in easy smiles

But these days I’m in love with a different woman

Yeah these days I’m in love with a different woman

The one who would become my wife walked freely through the world

Commitments were optional

Time was a suggestion, a promise but a word

Not very conjugal

But these days I’m in love with a different woman

Yeah these days I’m in love with a different woman

The one with whom I lay at night has eyes of wisdom earned

A mother’s authority

Bound by ties unbreakable, unfree yet unconcerned

She has her priorities

The one I met and the one I love have many things in common

But these days she’s a different woman

I’m in love with a different woman

Yeah these days I’m in love with a different woman