[Intro]
[Verse 1]
He sits three rows ahead, lost in his own world,
I trace his laughter like a flag unfurled.
My notebook’s filled with doodles of his name,
But in his eyes, I’m just a shadow, plain.
[Chorus]
Oh, eighth-grade halls feel like a crowded maze,
I’m shouting whispers lost in his blue haze.
If hearts could speak, would mine break through the noise?
Or am I just the girl he’ll never notice?
[Verse 2]
I pass him notes disguised as careless smiles,
Daydream of us walking locker-lined aisles.
He’s got a joke for everyone but me,
I’m a ghost in a yearbook, silently.
[Chorus]
Oh, eighth-grade halls feel like a crowded maze,
I’m shouting whispers lost in his blue haze.
If hearts could speak, would mine break through the noise?
Or am I just the girl he’ll never notice?
[Bridge]
Maybe tomorrow, my courage will rise,
Like a paper plane soaring through the skies.
But for now, I’ll blush and turn away,
Hoping his heart hears what I’ll never say.
[Outro]