She goes about her days not knowing

I am there in the shadows stealing thoughts and glances

Which turn into memories so later

I can find Images of her in my mind

She claims that she keeps an inventory of her possessions

Then she should know that I have something of hers

She has a secret

Secret admirer

And I keep her secret to myself

When I wake up I'm lying in my bed

Feeling cold and alone just like the day before

I throw some clothes on and go outside for a walk

To try to clear my head

She has a secret

Secret admirer

And I keep her secret to myself

I wish that I could tell her how I feel

But she doesn't even know who I am

She has a secret

Secret admirer

And I keep her secret to myself

And I keep her secret to myself

And I keep her in my heart