When i gaze over and just stare at him in class i follow where his eyes go, and of course they never look my way

All the signs are pointing to him saying he's the one, but the only problem is...he doesnt even know who i am

I ABSOLUTLEY HATE how he's so perfect

When i finally feel good about myself throughout the day, i begin to think of him and once again i feel small

I sit alone in my room, day dreaming about you for hours...sadly none of my dreams will be coming true any time soon

She's standing there right in front of him, trying so hard to get him to notice her, but all he does is glance the other way, and keeps on walking

I told you, "i don't need you, i could have anyone!" but now i realize anyone or everyone put together wouldn't even equal [half] as much as what you meant to me

I know i may not be perfect,
i know i may not be your type,
but something inside me is saying
that you are "Mr. Right"

Why can't the world just be a happy fairy tale?

The only two men iv ever really loved are Ben & Jerry