Day One - Ordinary man
Who lives in this town
That has my heart
Held in her hand
I see her in the
Streets every day
But I cana?° find
The words to say
But if I were a writer
And could write a good hand
Ia?? write of this love
That I dona?° understand
The words in my head
They come and they go
Ia?? thinking I love her
But shea?£l 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 Ia?£l 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
Wouldna?° have to look down when she walked by
And if I were a singer
And could sing a good key
Ia?? sing of this love
In melody
But this voice of mine
Is far from refined
I guess Ia?£l have to accept that I am
Just an ordinary man
I'm just an ordinary man
I know one day shea?£l look
I know one day shea?£l see me
And maybe that one day
Shea?£l want to be with me
And maybe shea?£l love me
For who I am
Just as that ordinary man
Just as that ordinary man