Another Girl

At the end of the road
I'm just another girl.
Someone else who admires
the man that you are.
Another face in the crowd
Another girl that you ignore.

Sure, we talk.
we've laughed, even cried
But what does that mean to you?
what do I mean to you?
I'm just another girl
another heart
and another face.

how many times have I been there?
caught you when you fell?
Laughed, when it wasn't funny?
Smiled, because you needed
to know that someone was there.
I was there.

But I will always be another girl
with another heart
and another face.