I keep wanting to write
About you
For you, I suppose

And keep it to myself
I keep being curious
Of what's it in your mind
Of what more I can write

About you
For you, I believe
I'll let you hear it
And keep it to yourself

I keep wanting to say,
"I missed you"
I keep wanting to hear
"I missed you too"

I keep wanting to visit
Your apartment at night
Again!
I keep wanting to let you hear
"I love you" in my voice

I'll read this confession
Some when, I suppose
Before that I'll keep wanting
To write about you a little more