Keep Me in Your Pocket

If you're too slight to be, be a shadow

And if you're too tight to talk, talk tomorrow

Please, listen to me

Keep yourself in your seat, my love

I hate to see your open face close up

If you're worrying, don't. I'm not leaving.

I get up in my head, but, believe me,

Please: listen to me.

I'm not as far as I seem, my love

You can keep me in your pocket if you want.

It's where I always am, in London, in Japan,

I'm right here

And the meanest things I've said, the angriest I get -

Smoke rings, dissolved. Acts of foolishness.

Let me be clear:

When I talk out of turn, when I judge you

Or do whatever else I don't want done to me

I am at fault

You're right and I'm wrong, my love

And I'm asking for your patience, little one,

To see progress in the process as it comes.

To keep me in your pocket if you want.