her

mj apanay

That girl is the one I wanna be with
Didn′t know it 'till she was already leavin′
On a train, goin' south ten minutes agoI'm so bad at makin′ conversation
I couldn′t ask her for her number or her name, and
I don't know if she just wants me to leave her alone

But I′ll go sit in that subway station
Open a book to look sophisticated
Maybe she might come to me one day
I'll probably say something dumb
Like, "Do you come here often?"
′Cause I get so stupid in love when I'm talkin′
To her
But I'll try my best
To say more than a few words

Because I want to know just what she's thinkin′
Her favorite fruit and the drink she′s drinkin'
Why she wears that puffy sweater
When it′s so hot in this midsummer weather
I wanna know her past and be her future
I know right now I don't mean much to her
But if we ever meet again
I′ll make sure I don't ever lose her