[Verse 1]
I first saw her in the month of February
Gliding through the market hall
Shallow steps and singing softly
Round her head a scarlet shawl
I next saw her on the road to Kington
Fixing cars with a steady gaze
I drove on past uncertain how to
Make sense of her solitary ways

[Chorus]
Strange hands, strange beauty
Not a face for the modern world
Still searching, going nowhere
No ordinary girl
No ordinary girl

[Verse 2]
I saw her once again in August
Moved closer so I could speak
Held my breath and walked on past
That long scar upon her cheek
I heard the talk in the pub that evening
The ugly talk of a beauty rare
The talk of men who went home lonely
Who dreamt of trying but wouldn't dare
[Chorus]
Strange hands, strange beauty
Not a face for the modern world
Still searching, going nowhere
No ordinary girl
No ordinary girl

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]
I never heard or saw her after
I never felt that steady gaze
When I asked around no one had seen her
But only the stories and rumours remain

[Chorus]
Strange hands, strange beauty
Not a face for the modern world
Still searching, going nowhere
No ordinary girl
No ordinary girl
Strange hands, strange beauty
Not a face for the modern world
Still searching, going nowhere
No ordinary girl
No ordinary girl
No ordinary girl
No ordinary girl