Cold Cocoa

A glass of cocoa milk
For the girl in the corner
No hot, but cold
The way she likes it
She shouldn't be sad
Bring a smile to her
And put it on me
It's the least I can do

She's fed up with trying
And losing
Glancing and smiling
For nothing

I know what bothers her
I know how it feels
The boy she adores
Won't return her words
He does not know
What he is missing
What he's passing by
With another nod

She's fed up with worries
And wonders
Falling too hard
For someone

That girl in the corner
Could well be me