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... I'm not that girl.

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 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

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
I'm not that girl..

Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are

I'm not that girl

I won't wish
I won't start
Wishing only wounds the heart!

I'm not that girl

I won't dream, but I'm gonna pray
That maybe someday...
I'll be that girl.