It's only growing stronger

I'm trying to figure out what's drawing me to you.
Is it the way you look into my eyes and give me your undivided attention?
Or the way you touch my hand to let me know you're listening..
Or how you know exactly what I mean when I look certain ways...

It's only growing stronger, the way I feel about you.

I have finally convinced myself that it's ok to like you, but right now I'm not ready to come out and tell you.
You probably already know but the words have not yet formed in my mouth to tell you.
Telling you is something I know I should do sometime soon, and I don't want to leave you guessing or assuming what you know to be true.
Since you do know me, very well I might add.
It's been three years now and it just continues to grow stronger everytime I think about it.

It's only growing stronger, the way I feel about you.