Hands touch… Eyes meet
Sudden silence… Sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy world
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
But 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 is winsome… She wins him
Gold hair with a gentle curl
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
-Idina Menzel as Elphaba
Wicked Original Broadway Cast Recording
He’s getting married. Not that I ever really thought he’d be with me, not that I didn’t know it was probably coming, but it still stings a little.