Tate McRaeOne Day

she stares at her ceiling once again
with 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
she's swarmed with butterflies It's impossible to get you off my mind
I think about 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
he's 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 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
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 hundred thoughts and you are 99
maybe there's a chance that you will be mine
but right now, I'm just broken inside