This Woman

This woman is crazy
Comes around now and then
And shouts some words at me.

I can't remember where we met
Up north near the border
Or down south by the sea.

She's wrong most of the times
But it's times when she's right
She really gets to me.

So I pray
Not to see her again
Everytime she comes around

But I know it's not gonna be easy

I don't know where she is
I don't know where she is now.

She always finds a way to find me
I can't run away, there's no way out
No way I'm gonna stay, another day.