I realised on the day we met
You were the kind of girl I could never get,
'Cause I was creepy and unpopular,
But at least I had my binoculars.
I was waitin', mopin',
Wishin', hopin'
You would leave your curtains open,
And I knew I would be just fine,
If I just imagined you were mine.
It was almost like a dream come true
When I moved in right next door to you.
I didn't think you'd notice at all
When I drilled those holes in your bathroom wall.
I could watch you growing,
Never knowing
Where your underwear kept going,
And as you checked your washing line,
I would sit and imagine you were mine.
If only I could make you listen, if we could be friends,
I'd get rid of my night-vision goggles and long-distance lens.
I still recall the words you said,
When you found me hiding beneath your bed.
I offered you my undying love,
And my waders, trenchcoat, and surgical gloves.
Now I ask my warder,
Why you soughta
Take out that restraining order,
And though I'm locked in a six by nine,
I can still imagine you are mine.
I'm out in eight months time,
Until then I'll imagine you are mine.