I want you to know I love you but I know it’s unrealistic
So I take home all your coke cans for the smudge thereof your lipstick.
(Please don’t think the worst of me, I won’t become your stalker).
I just had to tell you even though I’m in the wrong
That’s why I had to write these words, after loving you so long.
Seeing and not having you is fast becoming torture.
I’m walking round the building and I hear your laughter somewhere
I stand still, close my eyes, try to feel the ripples in the air.
Find I’m flirting with your shadow, scared to do it face to face.
They say, “be careful what you wish for”, they say, “It might come true”
I hope it does because I know exactly what I’d do.
I’d just say, “I love you” and you’d see that was the case.
I know I shouldn’t have told you and I know I had no right
And if you want me to I’ll leave, and go without a fight.
I’ll just quietly walk away with no hint of insurrection.
It’s just you drove me crazy, almost literally insane
And sometimes I get a clue that some hint of it remains
When I’m looking in the mirror for a trace of your reflection.
