This girl you see
Is not the one she wants to be...

I hear the whispered words
All the things she could never say...

A girl sits on a swing, under a tree
Thinking of how this one boy makes her feel...

She walks around
Her head always down...

He's always loved her
He's always wanted to hold her in his arms...

When i saw you today
I didn't quite know what to say...

I talk to you everyday
Yet i still don't know how to say...

I'm sitting here thinking
I'm not being fair...

He always asks her how she is
Every time her reply is fine...

Everyone's addicted to something
What's my addiction...

Look into the perpetual night
Feel how the darkness consumes...

I see you everyday in the hall
And i wonder if you'll ever see me...