Lyrics

She's got it in her mind that he's a different kind of guy
She's got it in her heart that he's the missing part of her
She's got it in her soul, he might be the only one who holds the key

She first saw you through a cafe window
Mesmerizing all the eyes in view
Stepped in from the chilly air
To warm herself a while or two

One chord woven delicately
Your golden voice was soaring through the room
One note silenced conversation
You sang aloud her inner tune

(chorus)
She's got it in her mind that he's a different kind of guy...

No other explanation could spark the fascination that she felt
It had to be the music
The icicles appeared to melt
She wasn't ready to meet you
But heard you played each Sunday afternoon
Wrote your name on a napkin and promised she would come back soon

(bridge)
She hasn't found the courage to talk to you
Although she's never missed a single Sunday afternoon
She'd rather live in a dream of love than find it isn't true

(chorus)
She's got it in her mind that he's a different kind of guy...