Wild Child - Winter Pockets Lyrics
Walking in the winter down rows of empty sidewalks,I reached into my pocket, found an old note from youIt read "Babydoll, I love you. Can't wait to see you Sunday."I tried to hear you read it, can't remember your voice.Was it sweet?Was it sultry?Did I tremble when I heard it?Did you sing softly to me, whisper words in my ear?So I sit and I think of youSo I sit and I wonder who you sing songs to now.