Pocket (feat. Lindsay Bonaccorso)

We used to play the strangest games
Listening to show tunes, wrestling all day
But soon enough you'd turn your back on me
I think you think I think too much
But it was those little things that got me all worked up
And you knew just how to work me

We used to run out in the pouring rain
And I'd kiss the drops right off your face
I never thought it would come to this
I still wear your socks I stole last year
And read the notes you left in my bed
We still have conversations in my head

One thing that I must admit, I still carry you around in my pocket

All I wanted was to hear you say my name
With "want" or "miss" in the same phrase
But I'm learning not to dream so big
I don't know if it's the place or the time
But when I thought of you I thought I'd be just fine
La da de de da de dum dy

I bought some coffee and a cigarette box
And sat all day on the Charles docks
And watched the wind and the waters talk
They told me love is mean,
But I refuse to believe these silly things
Love was you meaning everything to me

One thing that I must admit, I still carry you around in my pocket
One thing that I must admit, I still carry you around in my pocket