On my mind are words from you,
that I'll keep there a while,
and in the hallway, books clung to chest,
I bite away my smile.
The last thing I could wish for
is for someone to ask why
I smile walking by myself
as people pass me by.
But still, I cannot help but grin
recalling what you said.
The thought that I’m worthwhile to you,
I can’t get through my head.