Hands touch, eyes meet
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Sudden silence, sudden heat
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Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
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He could be that boy
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But I'm not that girl
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Don't dream too far
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Don't lose sight of who you are
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Don't remember that rush of joy
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He could be that boy
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I'm not that girl
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Ev'ry so often we long to steal
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To the land of what-might-have-been
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But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
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When reality sets back in
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Blithe smile, lithe limb
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She who's winsome, she wins him
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Gold hair with a gentle curl
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That's the girl he chose
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And Heaven knows
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I'm not that girl
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Don't wish, don't start
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Wishing only wounds the heart
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I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl
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There's a girl I know
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He loves her so
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I'm not that girl...
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I'm Not That Girl
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| Idina Menzel |
