Lyrics

Ordinary
-Ben Suchy
copyright 2004
2-10-04, 4-21-04 Miami Beach, FL

verse 1: she's the kind of girl that makes a man feel pride/ she's not ordinary/ took some time for me to open up my eyes/ sat upon the shelf for all those years

pre-chorus: but like a jar of peaches/ like a bottle of wine/ sweeter grows the fruit for those who wait/ she's not ornamental not a trophy bride/ it's something that just feels so good inside

verse 2: when I'm with her all my life is but a dream/ though we take it day by day/ Now I've decided this is where I want to stay/ close beside her all my years

pre-chorus: but like a jar of peaches/ like a bottle of wine/ sweeter grows the fruit for those who wait/ she's not ornamental not a trophy bride/ it's something that just feels so good inside

chorus: But what if I miss? What if I wiff? What if I drop the ball? Take it from me cuz on tv they make it look so easy/ What if I am? What if I do? What if I succeed? only way to find out is to get down on my knee

verse 3: When that diamond ring first flashed upon her hand/ it was not ordinary/ her eyes they sparkled even louder than that ring/ the moment still remains inside my mind

pre-chorus: But like a jar of peaches/ like a bottle of wine/ sweeter grows the fruit for those who wait/ she's not ornamental not a trophy bride/ it's something that just feels so good inside