作词 : 无 作曲 : 无 She stares at her ceiling, once again With a hundred thoughts Maybe he knows who I am? Actually,Probably not She walks down the hall with her head down low Scared to meet his eyes Even when she hears his voice She's swarmed with butterflies He always' rkin the crowded halls and is blinded by this light A girl who keeps her head down low and never shows her eyes He's tried to talk to her, but there's no easy way 'Cause every time he raises his voice, she runs away编辑于2023/12/11更新