her

That girl is the one I wanna be with
Didn't know it 'till she was already leavin'
On a train, goin' south ten minutes ago
I'm so bad at makin' conversation
I couldn't ask her for her number or her name, and
I don't know if she just wants me to leave her alone

But I'll go sit in that subway station
Open a book to look sophisticated
Maybe she might come to me one day
I'll probably say something dumb
Like, "Do you come here often?"
'Cause I get so stupid in love when I'm talkin'
To her
But I'll try my best
To say more than a few words

Because I want to know just what she's thinkin'
Her favorite fruit and the drink she's drinkin'
Why she wears that puffy sweater
When it's so hot in this midsummer weather
I wanna know her past and be her future
I know right now I don't mean much to her
But if we ever meet again
I'll make sure I don't ever lose her



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Writer(s): Michelangelo Apanay
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