Every little line is the same ol' thing.
Walking in the hallways, it's the same glance across.
Nothing will change between the ages of them.
Why can't time just freeze and they can finall say what we both want to hear?
Sadly, that really cannot seem to actually happen.
Being shy is the main chemical reaction.
Walking past him steals a breath and every day seems a little different.
Why can't every day be the same till he finally tells her what she wants to hear.
He gazes across the hall and lunchroom, she smiles, and laugh, but he doesn't know it's for him.
Every day it is the same ol' little thing.
Even though his heart is taken, she can slowly tell.
Slowly tell that he may start to take a liking to her.
His looks at her become more every day.
Every day she sits and stares out the classroom window.
She tries to find out what she is missing and what she needs to grow.
Trying to find yourself just ties your stomach in knots.
While the classroom is empty, she sits, and thinks.
Trying to figure herself out.
While every once in awhile, he tries to find out about himself.
But life seems to always get in the way.
Nothing seems like it used to be.
His whole life is changing.
From right now, he wants to change his past, so it changes his future.
But, he cannot.
While the weather slowly changes, their actions and emotions are changing quickly.
And feelings are starting to move slowly.
Everything seems like a blurred picture.
When everything seems to be changing, they're slowly stuck behind.
Walking in the hallways, it's the same glance across.
Nothing will change between the ages of them.
Why can't time just freeze and they can finall say what we both want to hear?
Sadly, that really cannot seem to actually happen.
Being shy is the main chemical reaction.
Walking past him steals a breath and every day seems a little different.
Why can't every day be the same till he finally tells her what she wants to hear.
He gazes across the hall and lunchroom, she smiles, and laugh, but he doesn't know it's for him.
Every day it is the same ol' little thing.
Even though his heart is taken, she can slowly tell.
Slowly tell that he may start to take a liking to her.
His looks at her become more every day.
Every day she sits and stares out the classroom window.
She tries to find out what she is missing and what she needs to grow.
Trying to find yourself just ties your stomach in knots.
While the classroom is empty, she sits, and thinks.
Trying to figure herself out.
While every once in awhile, he tries to find out about himself.
But life seems to always get in the way.
Nothing seems like it used to be.
His whole life is changing.
From right now, he wants to change his past, so it changes his future.
But, he cannot.
While the weather slowly changes, their actions and emotions are changing quickly.
And feelings are starting to move slowly.
Everything seems like a blurred picture.
When everything seems to be changing, they're slowly stuck behind.
