Ordinary کے بول

Hard to tell, a friend that you've fallen in love watching her sing on the bow of a boat Hard to move, the muscles to open your mouth To admit to what she's been afraid of I'm sorry, I know I'm only ordinary, I'm not a star I apologize, I know this is an unpleasant surprise You need a star Can they tell when nobody says a sound When I'm lying, when I'm shaking Right beside A prophet who made up his mind To keep quiet Stay silent I'm sorry, I know I'm only ordinary, I'm not a star I apologize, I know this is an unpleasant surprise You need a star And to love, not to be loved, is the key And to see, not to be seen, that is me And to move, not to be moved, is to be free And to love, not to be loved is the key And to love (and to love), not to be loved (not to be loved), is the key And to see (and to see), not to be seen (not to be seen), that is me (that is me) And to move (and to move), not to be moved (not to be moved), is to be free (is to be free) And to love (and to love), not to be loved (not to be loved, is the key)