T-Shirt

Baby
I miss you, but I'm glad to see
My shirt fits you
Does it remind you of me
With your arms in its sleeves
Well for me
It's the sky, when it's sky blue
It's the way that it hangs
Over my head
Like that pair of blue jeans straight over my bed
Is it something like that, with my shirt on your back
Like the memory of just being near you
Baby
I'm sorry, but I'm really not the way that you saw me
Cause the eyes you saw through
Are a pearl-shade of blue
That I can't look into, without sighing, or when I'm lying
But I swear I'm not lying when I say I won't do it again
All I want is you here
But I'm starting to fear
That you don't give a damn for all of these catchpenny tears I've been crying
Baby
I'll go now
Cause I think that I'm starting to know how
I've got my feelings hurt, but you've got my t-shirt
For her sake let's keep that on the low down