I wrote a song

She stares at her ceiling once again
With a hundred thoughts
Maybe he knows who I am
Actually, probably not
She walks down the hall with her head down low
Scared to meet his eyes
Even when she hears his voice
Shes swarmed with butterflies

It's impossible
To get you off my mind
I think about a hundred thoughts
And you are 99
I've understood
That you will never be mine
And that's fine
I'm just breaking inside

He always walks
The crowded halls
And is blinded by this light
A girl who keeps her head down low
And never shows her eyes
Hes tried to talk to her
But there's no easy way
Cause every time he raises his voice
She runs away

Oh it's impossible
To get you off my mind
I think about a hundred thoughts
And you are 99
I've understood
That you will never be mine
And that's fine
I'm just breaking inside

And one day
Maybe she'll stay
And start to head over his way
And one day
She'll look into his eyes
And instead of breaking
She'll call him mine

One day
He'll grab her by the waist
And force them to meet
Face to face
And one day
He'll look into her eyes
And say that you're my only light

Oh it's impossible to get you
Off my mind
I think about a hundred thoughts
And you are 99
Maybe there's a chance that
You will be mine
But right now
I'm just broken inside