Some ordinary girls, As plain as can be, The type of girls, That like to be free, Free to come, And free to go, Maybe the type, You’d like to know, Not any of them special, All dirt plain, But they’re unique, Not any the same, If you think you like, The girl you’re near, You’re chasing a girl , Full of fear, If you think with her, You can make a beginning, You’re chasing a rainbow, That’s never ending.
