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There is a woman Who lives in this town That has my heart Held in her hand
I see her in the Streets every day But i can’t find The words to say
But if i were a writer And could write a good hand I’d write of this love That i don’t understand
The words in my head They come and they go I’m thinking i love her But she’ll never know
And if i were a sculptor And had a good eye I'd carve out her beauty In marble or ice
But these hands of mine Are far from refined I guess i’ll have to accept that i am Just an ordinary man I'm just an ordinary man
Now if i were good looking And had a pretty face And if i could walk And speak with grace
And if i had style Then i Wouldn’t have to look down when she walked by
And if i were a singer And could sing a good key I’d sing of this love In melody
But this voice of mine Is far from refined I guess i’ll have to accept that i am Just an ordinary man I'm just an ordinary man
I know one day she’ll look I know one day she’ll see me And maybe that one day She’ll want to be with me And maybe she’ll love me For who i am Just as that ordinary man Just as that ordinary man
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