An ordinary heart comes in a plain brown wrapper
Believing in hopes and dreams and happy ever after
Someone to love is all that really matters to a heart
An ordinary heart

An ordinary heart comes with a door that never closes
Though it's gathering more than its share of thorns among the roses
It will tell you that's just the price that life imposes on a heart
An ordinary heart

An ordinary heart could make an art of anything
Pretend or break, mend or ache, forgive and live to sing
An ordinary heart is just a diamond in the rough
A diamond after all is made of ordinary stuff

Memories of lines in rhymes and old love letters
Moments that shine in time and beats and measures
No shrine of gold could hold the finer treasures of a heart
An ordinary heart

An ordinary heart could make an art of anything
Pretend or break, mend or ache, forgive and live to sing
An ordinary heart is just a diamond in the rough
A diamond after all is made of ordinary stuff