Christie
John Anderson / John Paul Jones
Christie, don't ever listen
To the words they say
You wouldn't have to
change, your ways
Talking to my Christie
Bad times, you felt so helpless
They were so unkind
But now I know that you, are mine
Talking to my Christie
Magic, just the way you look at me
But you don't see
Shadows, closing in
On love's memory
Sunset, just as the Sun goes down
The moon has met
You only have to turn your head
Talking to my Christie
Magic, just the way you look at me
But you don't see
Shadows, closing in
On love's memory
Sunset, just as the Sun goes down
The moon has met
You only have to turn your head
Talking to my Christie