Im Not That Girl

Im Not That Girl - Wicked 4 Kids

Hands touch eyes meet

Sudden silence sudden heat

Hearts leap in a giddy whirl

He could be that boy

But I'm not that girl

Don't dream too far

Don't lose sight

Of who you are

Don't remember

That rush of joy

He could be that boy

I'm not that girl

Every so often we

Long to steal

To the land of

What might have been

But that doesn't

Soften the ache we feel

When reality sets back in

Blithe smile

Lithe limb

She who's winsome

She wins him

Gold hair with a gentle curl

That's the girl he chose

And heaven knows

I'm not that girl

Don't wish

Don't start

Wishing only wounds the heart

I wasn't born for the

Rose and the pearl

There's a girl I know

He loves her so

I'm not that girl