Jacket
I've got a jacket with too many pockets
More than enough to fit my raisins in it
She brought a rusk to replace the rest
It looks pretty old, probably tastes siff
You act like you don't know better
But I am tired of talking about the weather
Our eyes differ, but only in the dark
I'm about to make a move, with my mouth apart
And I'm hoping like hell that it doesn't freak you out
Instead a moment that makes you go, wow
You're scared, let me walk you through, it step by step
I've got a jacket with too many pockets
If you need storage space, baby I've got it
While all the other girls walk around with their hands full
Oh, my love, my darling, I've hungered for your touch
And time goes by so slowly and time can do so much
I need your love
I need your love
Oh, my love, my darling, I've hungered for your touch
