the soft spoken girl

Intro

(Softly) Oh... mm-hmm...

Verse

In the back of the room, where the light don't quite reach

Izzy's hiding her smile, too quiet to speak

Always the last one picked for the team

Soft words get lost in the noise, like a fading dream

She watches him laugh with the crowd up front

Golden boy shining, everyone's sun

Pre-chorus

Girls in the hallway, they chatter and swoon

"His eyes, his smile, oh what wouldn't we do?"

She bites her lip, turns away slow

Heart twisting tight, but nobody knows

Chorus

Izzy cries in the corner, tears on her sleeve

He'll never see me, never believe

That I'm here, waiting, hoping somehow

But I'm not the one, not popular now

Oh, he'll never be mine (never be mine)

Just a shadow in line (shadow in line)

Picked last again, fading away

Izzy cries alone every day

Verse

She folds her hands, whispers his name to the wind

Too shy for the spotlight, too scared to begin

He's got the world, all the cheers and the stares

She's just the girl with the invisible prayers

Other girls circle like bees to the hive

Talking him up, keeping her alive... barely alive

Pre-chorus

Their voices get louder, painting him perfect

She shrinks even smaller, feeling so worthless

One glance from him could light up the gray

But eyes skip right over, look the other way

Chorus

Izzy cries in the corner, tears on her sleeve

He'll never see me, never believe

That I'm here, waiting, hoping somehow

But I'm not the one, not popular now

Oh, he'll never be mine (never be mine)

Just a shadow in line (shadow in line)

Picked last again, fading away

Izzy cries alone every day

Bridge

But clocks keep on turning, seasons will shift

What if the stars pull a trick, make the pieces fit?

One quiet moment, his eyes catch the light

On the girl in the corner, hidden from sight

Could time rewrite this, twist up the game?

Or will it stay locked in the same old frame?

Chorus

Izzy cries in the corner (cries in the corner)

Tears on her sleeve, heart on the floor

He might see me now, or walk right on by

Could he be mine? (Be mine?) Or just a goodbye

Oh, he'll never be mine (never be mine)

Just a shadow in line (shadow in line)

Picked last again... or maybe someday

Izzy waits, soft and afraid

Outro

(Whispered) Oh... could he be hers?

Mm-hmm... or just a dream...

(Fading) Just a dream...