A Note in Your Pocket

I sat down and wrote you a letter today
I put on paper all the things I could never say
And I tucked it in your pocket
While you were away
Praying God, I hope she finds this someday
And then I watched you dance through the rest of the night
With those boys and your scars and artificial light
And I sipped on my coffee while you drank lots of wine
Singing God, I wish she was mine

And my dreams are you and me
And the notes that I wrote to you
Praying God, I hope that she finds them soon
So we can hurry up and get away

And I pass you on the street, though our eyes never meet
And I know that you know I'm there
And the words that I threw, they somehow made it to you
So just say yes, and I'm there
In the middle of the night girl you are the light
Writing words with chalk at my door
And your eyes meet mine as I read the lines
Yes, just say when and where

And my dreams are you and me
And the notes that I wrote to you
Praying God, I hope that she finds them soon
'Cause we'll pack up all our things
And we'll move