Ingenue

Words and music by Susan Cattaneo

Ingenue
What are you gonna do
Mother don’t approve of your choice of love
Social butterfly
A charmed and easy life becomes you
But you’d give it all away for moonlight

Cause oh, when you’re in his arms
Oh, when you’re in his arms
Feels like dancing
Dancing

Soldier of war
Lost your way back to before
Willing that purple heart to beat again
Battle scarred
The shrapnel lies so sharp within you
Shutting away the pain, can you feel anything?

But oh, when you’re in her arms
Oh, when you’re in her arms
Feels like dancing
Dancing

She wore her mother’s lace in ‘25
He swore to keep her in moonlight
But God took him early, sorrow took her heart
They waltz together now apart

Oh, when he’s in her arms
Oh when she’s in his arms
Feels like dancing
Dancing
Dancing

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