She sits at her desk watching her crush
Watching him laugh, sing, the way he says her name
Making her smile as well just from hearing him
Wanting more than friendship
But knowning she can't have him
He loves another...another friend of theirs
Letting her heart break and mend again
She watches on being the unknown
All the things she feels for her crush
He may never know how she feels
Not wanting to ruin the friendship they have
So she sits an is silent saying not a word
For she is the unknown
Im lying in bed, With nothing to do, Except just lay there, Thinking of you,
I'm sitting at my desk, With nothing to do, Except just sit there, Thinking of you,
You are my friend, That much is true, But you don't feel the same for me as I do for you.
If you did you would be open. So at night I lay just thinking what could be.
A heart is not a playful thing,
A heart is not a toy.
But if you want it to get broke,
Just give it to a boy.
Boy's like to play with things,
To see what makes them run,
They play us girls for fools,
They do it just for fun.
You wonder where he is at night,
You wonder if he's true,
One moment you'll be happy!
The next will find you blue.
You see my friend, I ought to know
I gave my heart to you!