Cautiously she lifts her eyes
To find you in the room.
Wanting will be her demise
Her endless painful doom.

This spying it gives her a rush
The charm she is in awe of.
I know it's just a petty crush.
To her it's truest true love.

You should notice how she twirls
her hair and bites her lip.
She's just one of those good girls
Who cannot get a grip.

She wants to go and talk to you
But she's just way to shy.
Instead she sits with dove-like coos
I've even heard her sigh.

I have seen her pine away
Just staring out in space.
Across the open floor she'll lay,
Just dreaming of your face.

She's got it bad for you, you know
Be careful please be smart.
You don't need to let this grow,
Just please don't break her heart.