I Was Telling Him About You - Nancy Wilson

His arms were around me, his 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 danced by and caught my eye

You didn’t say a word

You turned about and walked right out

And the silence was the loudest I’ve ever heard

Come back to me darling.

I must make you see

That things aren’t always as they seem to be

The boy in my arms meant nothing to me

I was telling him about you