Standing in the rain below your window,
Bouquet of fresh-picked daisies clutched in my hand.
I can't see past the rain,
Dripping down from my bangs.

Are you home?
Are you watching me and wondering,
What could make me do this,
With a bemused smile on your face?

Because I love you,
You know I need you,
Need to be with you,
You make me feel like first love again

Nothing really seems to matter,
Next to your name,
Grafitied all over my class notes,
More often than the 'needed' facts.

Do you know I jump when the phone rings?
And that whoever calls is greeted by an ecstatic hello,
And then a disappointed sigh if they aren't you?

What would you say, if you knew,
I would write you a love song
And serenade you in my tone-deaf way,
You seem to love oh-so-much?

You should feel ashamed to know
You do this to me!
Making me this giddy little boy!

I know you do it on purpose, but I don't mind,
Because I love you,
Because I need you too,
And because I want to be with you
Everytime I shut my eyes and see your face.
	Because I love you.