I’m Not That Girl

Hands touch, eyes meet
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl

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
He could be that boy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl

Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Gold hair with a gentle curl

He could be that boy
He could be that boy
He could be that boy
But I'm not that girl

Ah hm
Ooh ah ah
Ooh

Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
I'm not that girl
I'm not that girl
I'm
No, no
No, no
Mmm, mmm