her

That girl is the one I wanna be with
 Didn't know it 'till she was already leavin'
 On a train, goin' south ten minutes ago
 I'm so bad at makin' conversation
 I couldn't ask her for her number or her name, and
 I don't know if she just wants me to leave her alone
 But I'll go sit in that subway station
 Open a book to look sophisticated
 Maybe she might come to me one day
 I'll probably say something dumb
 Like, "Do you come here often?"
 'Cause I get so stupid in love when I'm talkin'
 To her
 But I'll try my best
 To say more than a few words
 Because I want to know just what she's thinkin'
 Her favorite fruit and the drink she's drinkin'
 Why she wears that puffy sweater
 When it's so hot in this midsummer weather
 I wanna know her past and be her future
 I know right now I don't mean much to her
 But if we ever meet again
 I'll make sure I don't ever lose her