1997 Ireland - Marc Roberts

"MYSTERIOUS WOMAN"

I saw you at an airport, ticket in your hand
I got a feeling in my heart I didn't understand
Something in the way you were, something foreign in your eyes
Made me wish that I could share one moment of your life

Mysterious woman, I wonder, did you see the kind of spell you put on me?
Mysterious woman, I wish I could find the key to the kind of spell you put on me

The room was full of faces, but you stood out from the crowd
People going places, far away beyond the clouds
Were you from the streets of Paris or the coast of Italy
Or were you from as far away as the gulf of Araby?

Mysterious woman, I wonder, did you see the kind of spell you put on me?
Mysterious woman, I wish I could find the key to the kind of spell you put on me

Did I imagine you smiled, or were my thoughts going wild?

Suddenly you were going, the speaker called your plane
There was no way of knowing if I'd ever see you again
But this brief - so brief - encounter will always stay with me
I will always treasure the bittersweet memory

Mysterious woman, I wonder, did you see the kind of spell you put on me?
Mysterious woman, it'll always be a mystery - the kind of spell you put on me