Testo: Kristin Chenoweth. As I Am. There Will Never Be Another.
There will never be another
Who will love me like You
There will never be another
Who could hold me, mold me
There will never be another
Who could love me purely
No, there will never be another
Who has loved me like You
And I know that there will never be another love
Who could ever be the love that You are
'Cause You had so much to lose
But still You gave it up for Your scars
But that's the way You are
And if I spent my life attending Universities
Educated in the wisdom of men
And if I could even quote a guy like Socrates
Even then I couldn't comprehend
That there will never be another
Who will love me like You
There will never be another
Who could hold me, mold me
There will never be another
Who could love me purely
No, there will never be another
Who has loved me like You
And I know I'll never understand the mystery
If I live to be a hundred and three
How You died to live the love You give to me
There will never be another
Who will love me like You
There will never be another
Who could hold me, mold me
There will never be another
Who could love me purely
No, there will never be another
Who has loved me like You
There will never be another
Who has loved me like You
Who will love me like You
There will never be another
Who could hold me, mold me
There will never be another
Who could love me purely
No, there will never be another
Who has loved me like You
And I know that there will never be another love
Who could ever be the love that You are
'Cause You had so much to lose
But still You gave it up for Your scars
But that's the way You are
And if I spent my life attending Universities
Educated in the wisdom of men
And if I could even quote a guy like Socrates
Even then I couldn't comprehend
That there will never be another
Who will love me like You
There will never be another
Who could hold me, mold me
There will never be another
Who could love me purely
No, there will never be another
Who has loved me like You
And I know I'll never understand the mystery
If I live to be a hundred and three
How You died to live the love You give to me
There will never be another
Who will love me like You
There will never be another
Who could hold me, mold me
There will never be another
Who could love me purely
No, there will never be another
Who has loved me like You
There will never be another
Who has loved me like You
As I Am
Chenoweth, Kristin