His eyes are on her

The girl with sunset hair, who’s so unaware of his feelings

They look so good together, it’s a love story that you’re seeing

It’s crazy how much this one love song is revealing

He’s playing his guitar, 

to the song she wrote about a boy who won’t love her

What he doesn’t know is that he’s the one she’s after

He’s hopelessly devoted, she’s a hopeless romantic, 

the lyrics of this song, don’t even matter

Something about, autumn leaves and sweet sixteens,

Maybe, old CDs or forgotten dreams

Does she, know about how I’ve written those songs before

About the boy whose she’s said she’s fallen for

Tell me, why I can’t write the same painted lines 

about all the crystal skies or trains that pass by

Call me selfless but the truth is I won’t fight

Cuz you belong in her songs, and not the ones I won’t write