Peeping and Creeping

The object of my affection And all my hidden confessions Can be seen as a nice view Through a window I see through Every night as I look At a boy who is a crook Steeling my heart from me Even though he doesn't see That I am under his spell Wishing that I could just tell How I feel when I gawk Over at him as I stalk Always watching every action Feeling the satisfaction I can secretly admire The hotness of my desire In the safety of my house Like a quiet little mouse Through binoculars I spot Someone who is really hot Every night and every day This is where my heart will stay Until I can find courage To admit my heart is his Something I'm no longer keeping In my room---There's no more peeping