Secret Admirer

I hate everything you do

I hide but you haven’t got a clue

I think someday I’ll talk to you

I want what you want to lose

                    

I go home every night

You linger in the lingering light

I want to come talk to you

I say I’ve got nothing left to lose

                                             

I need an easy friend 

I need a helping hand

I tried to say hello to you

You thought I’d gone and caught the flu

I hate everything you do

I hide but you haven’t got a clue

I’ve come to say hello to you

I’ve got nothing left to lose