Back Row Daydreams

You was front row

I was back seat

Hoodie up, headphones

Sneakers on the desk feet

Teacher said "eyes front"

I was watching you instead

You was twirling that pen

I was writing you in my head

Shared notes in the margins

Doodles on the page

You drew little hearts

I erased all the names

Walk home, same route

Backpacks too heavy

Talk big future

Pockets small, still ready

High school love, passed notes, last bell

You the secret in my notebook, I never tell

From the bleachers to the bus stop rain

You was there for the homework, there for the pain

High school love, cheap snacks, big dreams

Slow dance in a gym full of bad beams

We were broke, we were young, we were scared of the end

But I swear back then you was more than a friend (oh yeah)

Lunch line, you cut in

Said "save me a seat"

Traded you my fries

For a sip and a kiss on the cheek

Your name on my locker

In a code we made up

If you circled the star

I knew we ain't break up

We fought on a Monday

Made up by the game

You showed in my jersey

Still mad, still came

Parents in the driveway

Lights on, time's up

Kissed you by the mailbox

Heart doing too much

High school love, passed notes, last bell

You the secret in my notebook, I never tell

From the bleachers to the bus stop rain

You was there for the homework, there for the pain

High school love, cheap snacks, big dreams

Slow dance in a gym full of bad beams

We were broke, we were young, we were scared of the end

But I swear back then you was more than a friend (yeah)

Cap and gown, caps in the sky

You cried in your car, said "I hate goodbye"

Said "Call me, don’t let it fade"

You traced your name on that rearview shade

Even now when my phone light up

And I see your name, I still feel us

Hallway hugs and the bell that rang

Little first love that still still sang

High school love, passed notes, last bell

You the secret in my notebook, I never tell

From the bleachers to the bus stop rain

You was there for the homework, there for the pain

High school love, cheap snacks, big dreams

Slow dance in a gym full of bad beams

We were broke, we were young, we were scared of the end

But I swear back then you was more than a friend (oh yeah)