Sitting In the Back
i'm the one who just sits in the back of the room and stares
i dont make a move i just watch you sitting there
you dont even know i'm here
and you dont know my name
i think its time to put life into gear
its time to serious i'm tired of these games
i try and get the courage to at least stand up
my knees are shaky
my eye sight hazy
and i've got knots in my gut
i think twice about talking to you
but i realize the worst thing could happen
is you walking away still not knowing how
i feel about you
i think befor i walk what can i say
what can i do
its hard not knowing
what you will think
and still walk over there
and say something...
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