I Wrote a Song

 Am
She stares at her ceiling once again
G
With a hundred thoughts
F
Maybe he knows who I am
G
Actually probably not

       Am
She walks down the hall with her head down low
G
Scared to meet his eyes
F
Even when she hears his voice
           G
She's swarmed with butterflies

      C
It's impossible
                 Dm
To get you off my mind
               Am
I think about a hundred thoughts
            G
And you are 99

  C
I've understood
                    Dm
That you will never be mine
           Am
And that's fine
         G
I'm just breaking inside

   Am
He always walks the crowded halls
 G
And is blinded by this light
F
A girl who keeps her head down low
G
And never shows her eyes

Am
He's tried to talk to her
               G
But there's no easy way
                    F
'Cause every time he raises his voice
        G
She runs away

   C
Oh it's impossible
                  Dm
To get you off my mind
               Am
I think about a hundred thoughts
            G
And you are 99

     C
I've understood
                    Dm
That you will never be mine
    Am
And that's fine
         G
I'm just breaking inside

        C
And one day
             Dm
Maybe she'll stay
            Am             G
And start to head over his way

        C
And one day
   Dm
She'll look into his eyes
               Am
And instead of breaking
                G
She'll call him mine

    C
One day
                      Dm
He'll grab her by the waist
     Am
And force them to meet
        G
Face to face

       C
And one day
                    Dm
He'll look into her eyes
             Am             G
And say that you're my only light

      C
Oh it's impossible
               Dm
To get you off my mind
                Am
I think about a hundred thoughts
            G
And you are 99

 C
Maybe there's a chance that
        Dm
You will be mine
          Am
But right now
         G
I'm just broken inside