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
Ev'ry 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 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 pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so
I'm not that girl..
Tell me how would I not weep with that kinda songs? It is so close to me when I was younger.
Fighting for love, being insecure and different, being an outcast, and being me myself.
I enjoyed wicked so much with Idina and Kristen era. I wish I would love this as much.
I just hope this time I won't weep like a baby in front of my angels.
They would be like what the hell is wrong with him. Crying in a musical.
I don't deny I have a weak spot for broadway love story.
Anyway. This song was one of the song I can still remember till this very day and I wanted to share this out with everyone.
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