Lirieke: Beth Rowley. Little Dreamer. Almost Persuaded.

Last night, all alone in a party
I saw a man with a drink in his hand
He had soft brown eyes and coal black hair
And a smile that any girl could understand.

Then he came and he sat down at my table
And he placed his warm hand on mine
And I found myself wanting to kiss him
For temptation was flowing like wine.

And I was almost, almost persuaded
To strip myself of my pride
I was almost, almost persuaded
To push my conscience aside.


Then we danced and he whispered, "I need you!
Let me take you away, I want to be your man."
Then I looked into his eyes and I saw it
The reflection of my, my wedding band.

Oh but I was almost, almost persuaded
To let another, let another's lips touch mine
And I was almost, almost persuaded
To push my conscience aside
Yes I was almost, i was almost persuaded
But your sweet love made me stop, stop and go home