I Will Be Your Pockets Songtext

I will be the cigarette

That you smoke right down to the letters

And be flicked away and stamped on

Cause I knew I won't be better



I'll step to you with tiptoeing feet

(Careful how you go

watch your step, tiptoe)

So I can hear your heart and never miss a beat


I will be your footstools

You go when you need a rest

I woulda walk the miles for you

Had a new ??? for your tread



If I were to be your teardrop

That would be an awful fate

But at least I'd get to touch you

As I roll on down your face



I'll step to you with tiptoeing feet

(Careful how you go

watch your step, tiptoe)

So I can hear your heart and never miss a beat



I'll be your legs, I'll be your hands

And if you're sick, your ambulance

I am here just for you

So give me all your saddest news

If you're tired I'll be your rest

Believe you when you know what's best

I will



Yeah, I'll be your legs, I'll be your hands

And if you're sick, your ambulance

I am here just for you

So give me all your saddest news

If you're tired I'll be your rest

Believe you when you know what's best

I will



Yeah, I'll be your legs, I'll be your hands

And if you're sick, your ambulance

I am here just for you

So give me all your saddest news

If you're tired I'll be your rest

Believe you when you know what's best

I will



I will

Oh, I will

Yeah, I will

I will