“I’m Not That Girl,” from Wicked INTRO: / – / - / – / AsusD – / - / / / / / 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 / / / / 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 Every 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 / / / / Blithe smile, lithe limb / / She who’s winsome; she wins him Gold hair with a gentle curl E(add2)/G# That’s the girl he chose And heaven knows / / / / I’m not that girl / – / - / / / / / Don’t wish, don’t start / / Wishing only wounds the heart I wasn’t born for the rose and pearl There’s a girl I know He loves her so / / I’m not … that girl