“I’m Not That Girl,” from Wicked
INTRO:
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Hands touch, eyes meet
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Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
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
Don’t remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I’m not that girl
Every 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
Gold hair with a gentle curl
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That’s the girl he chose
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
I wasn’t born for the rose and pearl
There’s a girl I know
He loves her so
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I’m not … that girl