作曲 : Don Mescall/Sharon Vaughn/Carl Falk
 She must see something
 That I cannot see
 Something that's special
 About this ordinary me
 And when she says I leave her breathless
 And when she says I am the one
 It's like a gift that's unexpected
 When it comes
 She must have seen something
 That no one else has
 Something ungiven
 I've saved and I'm glad
 That she always leaves me breathless
 And I know that she's the one
 A gift that's unexpected
 When it comes
 Millions, there must be millions of ways I could have gone
 The chances of me finding her were nearly next to none
 And I'd run right out of reasons to go on
 Now I thank God there's one
 She must see something
 She wouldn't want to change
 Even when she looks deeper
 She still loves me the same
 Millions, there must be millions of ways I could have gone
 And the chances of me finding her were nearly next to none
 And I'd run right out of reasons to go on
 Now I thank God there's one
 The chances of me finding her were nearly next to none
 And I'd run right out of reasons to go on
 Millions, there must be millions of ways that I could have gone
 The chances of me finding her were nearly next to none
 And I'd run right out of reasons to go on
 Now I thank God there's one