She takes the roundabout
Congestion-free route
To each cla**
She lowers her head
Lightly treads
It's attention that she dreads
As boys pa**
He keeps his headphones loud
At lunch 'cuz he's proud
Of the tune
He taps his feet
To the beat
Hopes an inquirer fills the seat
Someday soon
Shouldn't take a hard look to see
What she is
And what she was
And can be
Should they ever cross paths again
Will they wish
They'd known the shortcut
Back then?
She sits where her teacher's stare
Won't force her to share
Her report
She longs for the court
It's her sport
An underestimated girl
Of her sort
He's got his hand aloft
And hopes to show off
But no one cares
But he's
Got a plan
For a band
One thing he understands
Girl meets boy too soon
Boy meets girl too soon
Too soon
Should they ever cross paths again
Will they wish
They'd known the shortcut
Back then?
Shouldn't take a hard look to see
What he is
And what he was
And can be