Pocket Songtext

I see you standing alone in your corner I'm getting my nerve up to maybe walk over Sweeping the room I see no one but you there Avoiding my gaze - I still feel you stare Aren't you the one who's been picking my flowers Whose shadow I see when I walk myself home? Are you the shadow I see in my backyard? I know you're out there - see if I care Too late, you're too late - too late, too late You are perfect but you are not mine I see you talking to my best friend Mibetta Laughing at something romantic she said I think she wants to be naked beside you Funny that she wants the same thing that I do Too late, you're too late - too late, too late You are perfect but you are not mine Now I'm alone with you here in your corner I feel no resistance when I pull you close The air around us is charged like a rocket So stand still and I'll slip my hands in your pockets Too late ... Too late ...