Your door was open so I peeked inside
I spied all the corners where you try to hide
Then I noticed on the wall your thoughts colored in grey
revealed the secrets inside you were trying to say
The diary on you desk I was tempted, but no
your footsteps in the hallway was my signal to go
So from now on I'll listen be patient, be kind
for I know deep inside your the girl I've been longing to find