Well, she's a friend, she's a lover,
She's a woman, she's a wife,
She's the answer to the prayer that every lonely man dreams of.
She's a temptress, she's a lady,
She's the mother of my baby
And I thank God that I'm the lucky man she loves.

Sometimes I lie awake and watch her sleeping
And I just want to bust and love drops fill my eyes
I wonder what she'd think if she woke up and caught me weeping,
'Cause daddy's heroes ain't supposed to cry.

You know the morning always seems to catch us laughing,
We got the baby in the bed between us safe and warm.
And I thank the Lord above for all the good times I'm having
Wrapped up in my woman's loving arms.

'Cause she's a friend, she's a lover,
She's a woman, she's a wife,
She's the answer to the prayer that every lonely man dreams of.
She's a temptress, she's a lady,
She's the mother of my baby
And I thank God that I'm the lucky man she loves.

When the load gets heavy on my shoulders
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 that there's another world outside.

Well, she's a friend, she's a lover,
She's a woman, she's a wife,
She's the answer to the prayer that every lonely man dreams of.
She's a temptress, she's a lady,
She's the mother of my baby
And I thank God that I'm the lucky man she loves.

Writer : DAVIS, MAC
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing