Текст Chris Norman – Nobody’s Fool

There was a wild kind of woman
She was a child of her time
To know her well was to love her
She was a good friend of mine

One moonless night she was dreaming
As he came to her bed
He took her angrily and wildly
Not a word had he said
And in the morning she waited
The knife she held felt so cool
She had the heart of an angel
But she was nobody’s fool