like the tattoo on your arm that you got of someones name reminding you some things dont leave somethings only fade you cover it up with a red rose to hide away the blue when the light hits it just right its still a part of you when that old song starts to play you go right back to where it was when she found you like a friend she fit you like a glove no nothing turns your head like seeing your past go passing by and nothing shakes your heart like the woman on your mind a silver memory on your chest that you dont wear anymore that you stumble across one day next to the bible in the drawer you can say you found forgiveness say a prayer to all the saints tell yourself shes coming back but you know good and well she aint  when that old song starts to play you go right back to where it was when she found you like a friend she fit you like a glove no nothing turns your head like seeing your past go passing by and nothing shakes your heart like the woman on your mind round and round like some kind of spinning wheel every now and then its like she aint really gone gone she aint really gone when that old song starts to play you go right back to where it was when she found you like a friend she fit you like a glove no nothing turns your head like seeing your past go passing by and nothing shakes your heart like the woman on your mind no nothing turns your head like seeing your past go passing by and nothing shakes your heart like the woman on your mind the woman on your mind