miércoles, 13 de julio de 2011

Sometimes I walk a little faster in the school hallway just to get next to you.
Somedays I spend a little extra time in the morning dress to impress you.
Guess you don't notice, guess you don't need this.
Sad you're not seein what you're missing.
On the outside shying away, on the inside dying to say.. I'm unusual, not so typical. Way too smart to be waiting around.
Sometimes I wish when the phone rings that it would be you, saying "let's hang out".
Then you confess that there's something special between us, "why don't we find out".
I'm telling you that we are meant to be.