Barbara Acklin Love Makes A Woman
In the fire, it was burning
Sweetheart, I know
I shoulda be learning
But my pockets
Were fill of money
Yes, they were
I had someone, yes, I did
To call my honey
But it's love (sweet love)
That makes a woman
(That makes a woman)
Yes, it's love (sweet love)
That makes a woman
(That makes a woman)
Something told me
That this wouldn't last
Now my heartache
Is in the past
I had to swallow
All my pride
And admit to myself
Deep down inside
The diamonds and pearls
Don't you know
That I've had enough
But I feel so much
Better, yes, I do
Dressed in love
Yes, it's love (sweet love)
That makes a woman
(That makes a woman)
Yes, it's love (sweet love)
That makes a woman
(That makes a woman)
What she is, yeah
What she is
Ooh, and it's love (sweet love)
That makes a woman, yes, it is
(That makes a woman)
Yes, it's love (sweet love)
That makes a woman
(That makes a woman)
What she is, yeah
What she is
And it's love (sweet love)
That makes a woman, yeah
(That makes a woman)
