You got my happiness in your pocket But you don't text me back anymore I'm just a memory in your deleted files I still touch myself, when I think of you
Baby, even if nothing happens We can still be Friends Even from a private number Call me again If I'm on your mind Pick up the telephone And turn this spark of thought Into a burning fire
You got my happiness in your pocket Wonder when you're gonna send some back my way? The grass was never greener, when we were on the same drugs Now I only see in different shades of grey
Baby, even if nothing happens We can still be Friends Even from a private number Call me again If I'm on your mind Pick up the telephone And turn this spark of thought Into a roaring fire
