Crumpled paper
Rolls under a desk
A girl leans down and grabs it
A boy smiles, her back to him

She opens up the note
A smile on her face
But when she reads the pencil marks,
She leans back and she laughs

The man in front, he frowns
And walks to up to the girl
She tucks the note away
And gives him one instead

The one that this lonely man
Reads says, "I'll follow you"
As the girl gets up and leaves
The smiling boy does, too