*4:53
Seven minutes left.
I always look to left, and wait seconds to look into your eyes. And I'm not into most guys.
Will you ever know it.
I'm here till Five.
And I really wanna catch your eye.
Three seconds only.
When I'm passing you by.
And I stand here solely,
So our eyes can hit.
But will you ever know it.
Zero hints taken,
And I'm thinking,
"Do you think I'm pretty,
Do you know I'm creeping,
Do I weird you out,
....Are you thinking what I'm thinking."
Will I ever know it.
Six days in half a month.
With Seven minutes to plant my seed.
And out of all of these gorgeous faces.
Will mines ever be the one you need to see.
Before I clock out.
Please don't let us miss out.
This could be a good thing.
Will we ever know it.
On Monday I'm excited to spy.
On Wednesday I'm hoping it's the time.
And by Friday I'm angry because you let my chance slide by.
But I'm too shy to let you know it.
And now its 5:01.
I waited an extra minute this time, for you, I waited Eight. I'm hoping you're hoping it's not too late. Because one day it will be and that would be a shame.
Because you still don't know my name...
...Will you ever know.*