Nancy Wilson — I Was Telling Him About You

My arms were around him, my eyes were aglow The moment was tender, the music was low But while we were dancing, I think you should know I was telling him about you He kept coming closer, the magic was there He wore an expression that made people stare It looked so romantic, but darling, I swear I was telling him about you When you passed by, caught my eye You didn't say a word You turned about, walked right out And the silence was the loudest I ever heard Come back to me, darling, I must make you see That things aren't always what they seem to be The man in my arms meant nothing to me I was telling him all about you I was telling him about you