Tate McRae - One day

She ^Amstares at her ceiling once again, ^Gwith a hundred thoughts "^FMaybe he knows who I am? ^GActually, probably not." She ^Amwalks down the hall with her head down low ^GScared to meet his eyes ^FEven when she hears his voice, she's ^Gswarmed with butterflies

It's im^Cpossible to get you off my^Dm mind I think about a ^Amhundred thoughts and you are ninety^G nine I've ^Cunderstood that you will never ^Dmbe mine, and that's^Am fine... I'm just ^Gbreaking inside

He ^Amalways walks the crowded halls, and is ^Gblinded by this light A ^Fgirl who keeps her head down low, and ^Gnever shows her eyes... He's ^Amtried to talk to her but there's no ^Geasy way 'Cause every time he ^Fraises his voice, she runs a^Gway

Oh, it's im^Cpossible to get you off my^Dm mind I think about a ^Amhundred thoughts and you are ninety^G nine I've ^Cunderstood that you will never ^Dmbe mine, and that's^Am fine... I'm just ^Gbreaking inside

And one ^Cday, maybe she'll^Dm stay And start to ^Amhead over his ^Gway And one ^Cday, she'll look into his^Dm eyes, and instead of ^Ambreaking, she'll call him^G mine... One ^Cday he'll grab her by the^Dm waist And ^Amforce them to meet Face to^G face And one ^Cday, he'll look into her^Dm eyes And say that "^AmYou're my only ^Glight"

Oh, it's im^Cpossible to get you off my^Dm mind I think about a ^Amhundred thoughts and you are ninety^G nine ^CMaybe there's a chance that you will ^Dmbe mine But right ^Amnow... I'm just ^Gbroken inside